Echoes of the future have filtered through time.
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There will be no light... Ablaze within the divine spectrum.
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Remnants of an enchanted past have fallen.
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The swollen tides of conviction engender desolation.
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Crying into deaf ears as a voluminous portent is sifted swiftly into dust. Its particles woven into an ominous tapestry.
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Overcast upon our blindness playing the instruments of betrayal.
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Heedless of deception.
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Sparks ignite kindling dormant embers giving way
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to the fire of comprehension the torch shall be passed on.
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Limitless are the horizons that beckon us.
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Upon the path of resplendence as rainbows are
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released from the prisms keeping the heart of the Corona.
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Beating until the end of time.
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Heart Of The Corona
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| Garden Of Shadows |
