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As the light bearer stood, before the gates of the north |
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An ebony ship, arrived at the shore |
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A thousand pale men, with banners of light |
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Looked at each other, and roared in delight |
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They greeted themselves, and their glorious lives |
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They had been to the realms, where the angels decline |
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A palace of mercury, of blood and of clay |
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A palace of Worms and of moral decay |
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They had seen the great god, a pitiful man |
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They had taken his life, as another god can |
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What man has created, man may destroy |
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Let's feast on his corpse, and reinstate joy |
