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Abrasive Swirling Murk - Deathspell Omega |
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There are places |
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Not to be found but to be recognized |
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They sheltered a fire |
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The fire where in the acts of God |
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And the acts of men were to melt and merge |
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Making it a a senseless chore |
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To distinguish the human from the divine |
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God resides in such places |
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And it is where He conspires |
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At the devastation |
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Of what took him so long to accomplish |
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It is where the sentence matured and was declared |
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In joint responsibility |
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Yet wasn't this an act of compassion |
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Like the shooting in the head |
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Of a horse with a broken leg |
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Your cry of revolt and disbelief |
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A brief caesura in the slowing |
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Heartbeat of the world |
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As if a horrible new pain |
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Had been given birth in abomination |
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Surges in vain the face the inexorable |
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Leaving behind but a meagre comfort |
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There is no exemption for the offspring |
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Of this withered womb |
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Not even for Chaos itself |
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Who can reap the meaning |
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Of this unstinted negation |
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Of centuries and millions |
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Before it sinks within the infinite depths |
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Of that dun ocean |
