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A crushing tide

Of convulsing gyres

Mass confluence

Of kinetic force

You cannot resist time

To his, your will must bind

And in its wake

The earthworks quake

In its wake

May you tremble, shake

Shelter is scarce

And protection rare

Step aside

Yield to the tide

Nothing can slow the pace

Nor sorcery break the spell

No walls withstand the breach

Nor trunk weather the storm

This cataclysmic violence

Was born of turbulence

Of a pregnant dissension

Of primordial hatred

We have tread the path

The path of most resistance

We shall have our day

For ours is the highest law

Yield to the tide