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The Ionian fire - it flickers and falls in the cold wind, |
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In the streets, the cities ablazing, |
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The final descent, the spirals turning; |
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The barricades are breaking |
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At breakneck speed, a celestial pestilence descends upon the world |
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And delivers a sacred gift of everlasting death. |
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Get on board the ship, it's sinking, |
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The barricades are breaking! |
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Annihilate, envenom, impregnate! |
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Decimate - reduce to ashes. A war of attrition, |
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A sullen contrition, the stench of redemption, |
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We have no need of your salvation, |
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Raise the standard from the broken city walls |
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Another harbinger of doom, a herald of annihilation. |
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Get on board the ship, it's sinking, |
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The barricades are breaking! |
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Can't you hear the wolves at the door? |
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The barricades are breaking! |