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Choked and scanning over fiery ruins

Gas and mist clouds, obstructed view

Mangled wires entwined with virus

Life spreads like dotted cirrhus

Morose, calloused riding waves of nonbeing

Inhale the singed stench, always dominates

All senses shut down, vastly overburdened

Engage the revelatory superconsciousness

Bypass death, stroke of faith

Look to the stars, celestial graph

Admission welcomed from eternal timeline

"To flee this realm that collapsed on its own, is to be one with second self unknown

But first crawl to a changeless wakescape link, and thusly locked into a cold orbit"

Ghost of Templar slowly shows itself

Between the eyes and stem of the brain

Passed the token of supreme circumstance

And spoke these words, with booming resonance:

"To flee this realm that collapsed on its own, is to be one with second self unknown

But first crawl to a changeless wakescape link, and thusly locked into a cold orbit"