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Dies Irae

An arduous ordeal at hand
The ashes akin to sand
Running through the hour glass
With every moment that pass
Urgency draws more near
For every call ignored in fear
And every attempt nullified
The power never verified
Natures grip tightens
Imminence now frightens
But the bells now chime
With frequency of time
Revealed is the jagged path
Rejoice now in the wrath
A battle cry once silent
Sudden overwhelming the defiant
Rise the bolt from the sky
And hold the apple of the eye
Behold Fortuna in grace
For Passed is the time to graze
Like the heroes of old
Time for a story to be told
Of resentment
Of enlightenment

Thus raised now is the torch
As All shalt be put to the flame
Beyond this mortal fame
The darkness it shall scorch
For a new day shall dawn
No longer thy a mere pawn
Set in motion and inevitable
It is done and inexplicable
Destined even from before
This is thy roar
This is thy decree
Thou art axis mundi




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Publicerad 2022-08-18 03:35



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