In orphaned seas, where the haunters of the dark
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Weep in solitary madness
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The poet grieves a dying muse
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Flowered in sin, where the smoldering earth bequeaths
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The ashes of sleeping pantheons,
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She lies so majestic
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Her sonorous beauty, inanimate and white
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A silent lyre sings homage to the lovelorn neophyte
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Mordant sinews breathe and entwine
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Vultures feed on the demigod's shrine
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Preying on the innocence of a yesteryear
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[Chorus]
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The eyes of Prometheus
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Guardians of the hallow hearth
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Keepers of the Naochian spirit
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Raise the brimstone acolyte
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Raven moon, burning seed of the autumnal fire
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The embers still seer in the memories of the martyr's pyre
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Supplicating his mercy, benevolent and benign
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Conjure the congregation in the abysmal shrine
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Refute the absolute, the shrouding ambivalence
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The hopes of the destitute, the mark of the inane reverence
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He is the iconoclast of primeval pleasure
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[Chorus]
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The eyes of Prometheus
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Guardians of the hallow hearth
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Keepers of the Naochian spirit
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Raise the brimstone acolyte
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The Eyes Of Prometheus
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| Forsaken |
