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Sunspots flicker, awoken from a dream

Menacing dance on voltaic seams

Ignited hiss, the infinite display

Has trapped visuals and forced memory

Falling backwards through the mind

Pained fingers claw and grind

At the coils of the column

Looming over all that exists

Not strong enough to make it out alive

Cursed thoughts to wish sudden death

Sinking further in a spiral

This viciousness has its grip beyond the ones who define virtue

The will arises to conjure a force

Brute and controlled, perfect in design

A gift from the elders, beamed through the ages

To avoid the collision programmed by time

Hail the prescient order, these endless circuits

Silencing hostility with swift calculation

Conclusive decision, assimilating order

Locked into illusion, the deserted will march

This viciousness has its grip beyond the ones who divide!