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The great infant troll

was born to them that day

I saw him in a dream

I floated to Tjolgtjarium

Omoshuda hailed Me

but none saw I was there

They praised his name

As if he were jesus christ

Five Days Later, I floated back to them

I saw him in a dream, crucified in Tjolgtjarium

At five days old,

He was killed by them.

His skull's in a museum

On this side of Tjolgtjarium

Sacrificed to nature

For the sake of fate

He was already God

In 5 short days

One came again last winter

Sung to me by Them

From ancient times that passed

His soul will live again

It has been a year.

And what of this one boy?

He is Tjolgtjar,

I am Him,

Twenty five, 1 , and Possessed..