Black - Void
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Culmination point
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Where solar sons decline
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Deserting thrones of stellar winds
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divine
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Dusk - Dawn
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Twilight aureates
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Balance breeds hostility
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Contention will throw wide its gate
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Hunt - Slay
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Dedicated rape
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Internal revelries errupt
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Fornicating violence spread its drape
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Mind - Soul
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The universe reflects
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Blackness absolution aches
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Second sight the spirits now awakes
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Sleep - Dream
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Somnolent mirage
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Enigmatic weavers speak
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Chanting from the reveries I seek
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Truth - Lie
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True perception, false
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Dimension vails reside
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While new illusions now abide
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Stride!
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I greet the vultures of the horizon
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The skyline of my very soul
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For they enmantle all of creation
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with the might that they extol
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They flock to feast on my cadaver
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to sever flesh and drain my heart
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Unbound celestial assassins
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Out from the umbra they depart
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Conjunction standstill reigns supreme
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Time is non-existent
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No past to justify the future
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The Aphelion Deserts
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A chaos born from solar winds
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For these storms are known to me
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The stars thirst for darkness
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The Aphelion Deserts
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This, the foremost surge where catharsis thrives
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Hatred fules the fires unforgiving
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While blessings rain from ebon floods
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Streaming from the apogee
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The zest and source of vagrant wrath and memories
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Without repenting gesture
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Yonder suns deteriorate
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Zenith repose
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Contours move into nothingness
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The empty comes to life
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Finale without end
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Love - Hate
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Undivided force
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A spear which penetrates
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Leaving scarred the soul it violates
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Lust - Pain
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Devilry allure
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Poetic universal tongue
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The voice that left my dirge unsung
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War - Strife
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Battleblood in rage
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Spiteful vengeance rides
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The nightfall of our tender age
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Life - Death
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Circle come close
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Recesses congregate
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Lightlessness is what they¢„ll procreate
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I join the vutures of my horizon
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The skyline black is now my own
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This firmament devies all reason
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I'm midst the swarm yet all alone
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This flock of fiends know no tomorrow
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And yesterday has fled my view
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Evolution laws crawl backwards
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Out of the umbra we now spew
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The Aphelion Deserts
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