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The portals open wide

Deforming mountain wall.

The guests are here to come

Like thunderbolts, they fall.

They touch our lonely lands

And wait in azure mist.

The path of open hand

Shall cross the path of fist.

The skies of worlds will collide

In conjunction of spheres.

The fates will grimly unite

Following tangle of years.

Dimensions of age will survive

But no one will understand the course.

Oh gods, am I able to strive?

Is it your blessing or my curse?

Distorted ancient cries

Fill the air around.

We’ll stand with old allies

Distressed, but still oathbound.

We cannot understand

Why everything collapsed.

We’ll have to share our land

Until the times elapse.

The skies of worlds will collide

In conjunction of spheres.

The fates will grimly unite

Following tangle of years.

Dimensions of age will survive

But no one will understand the course.

Gods, am I able to strive?

Is it your blessing or my curse?