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This time, the strayed mind can't be manipulated

I've weighted all the blood that has been spilled

Light and darkness have been serrated

And I need them both to locate my zeal

As I open the gates to the universe

I amass my army of parasites

I've laid eggs to conquer and lay waste

And now I will lay waste

I am the end

I am the ritual

I am the rebirth

An ashen vessel of a fallen god