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The first born son

Begotten in the dawn of time

One that will swallow

All those who follow behind

Eternal adversary

Of decayed forms

Burning away the rot

Rust of the ages

Giving way to purity

Cleaner forms of eternity

Unfolding undying wisdom

Buried deep far beyond the sight

Filling the coffins

With dead-eyed prophets

Laying waste the nations

And dancing over the ruins