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Blackened lips, ripe with poison

Redmaned dress – the lion’s fleece

And his torches shall flare anew

Enmity will set the capital ablaze

A vengeance that’ll rival the sun

The old faith shall perish in the flames

And with it, the monuments of yore

Reignite in conflagration

A fiery mouth – a grand pyre

Blinding light – an urban nova

Illuminate the seven hills

Enmity will set the capital ablaze

A vengeance that’ll rival the sun

The old faith shall perish in the flames

And with it the monuments of yore

Echoing cries, as the pyre rise

A kindled choir in cacophony

Lament rings out, from the sea of flames

A frenzied chant in blazing halls

Bless this fire and it’s deadly bloom

Lay the old ways in this fiery tomb

Bless this fire and it’s deadly bloom

Let this hearth bode the coming gloom