And West once more.
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Beyond swirling of spitting seas
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Past immense gates of bloody iron.
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Trapped, the animal bites through limbs in steel teeth
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The human succumbs, meekly
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And they have souls ?
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Shall we discuss boulders?
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Slick with tears or blood.
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Or a flaming wheel.
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Bearing some screaming wreck
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It will always return, for the weak
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Of Course
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We need not bow to the choking shroud
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(the shroud of Erebus)
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Souls as bronze anvil, fell nine days
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18 from heaven to crash on cold rock
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When did we begin feeding on that lie
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When did we accept our own cages
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We need not bow down to the choking shroud
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The shroud of Erebus
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Why a life snuffed out in darkness ?
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Why trudge towards a disappearance ?
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No boulders or flaming wheels
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Shall we talk of crawling chaos ?
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They are your chains. Not mine
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Learn strength, worms
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I will not sink to your level
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A nine day journey to darkness
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Ah, Nyx. Close your womb
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Your children are heavy
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Erebus
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The Amenta |