Dark clad waters, still warm shrouds
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Doomsday warning from the men in the clouds
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Lily's weep over light that fled
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Words were carved in my arm by the dead
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Grim like war, foul like tar
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Corroded fragments of a dying star
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Sleepy herons abruptly awake
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as the black god arises from the cold of the lake
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Figure of smoke, emerald head
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Magnificent is the king of the dead
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Somewhere beyond the sun still shines
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But even snow dies sometimes
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