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Absent are the skies that tend the winds

It overruns the enraged lands

Surpassed beyond the life bonds

Spitting forth it's blizzard of wars

Of warsof warswars

One's belief and effort shall survive this

Search the oldest form of wisdom that has been inscribed

By the Codex life itself

One's bloom will succeed by the whirlpool of the earth

One's bloom will succeed by the whirlpool of the earth

Unique is the way that balances our key, to negate the unliving

Extraction exclaims the wrath of the valley!

The geyser holes expulse their breaths

Cold emptiness of the enchanted source

That turns the ashes, reducing it to dirt

As the underworld winds teleport the plague

Upon the gargoyles supposed creation

Creationcreationcreation

Withered auras are stolen from their centered bodies

An interiorisation blackened gate is born

The arcs fade from their pounding sphere

Feelings vanished out of their world,

As hate was created onto their land

Onto their landonto their landonto their land

Screaming by mouths of the earth

Hurls of bowling are cast from the hollows

That break the sounds in their thoughts

To lose control in themselves

Unbound lividity

Demonized gargoyles art what thou art

To be forever soulless, burning

Then thou are now weak in nature

From the rising dawn, you'll be converted horrors

Of the well known bottoms

Bottoms, bottoms, well known BOTTOMS

One's blossoms revived the whirlwinded vortex

Resurrect from the dryness of the underdepths

But few found this reality

By simply reading one's knowledgein the heart's valley

In the heart's valley

The creators understood the meaning above their way,

Leaving behind the winged carrions

To be forever deminished, burning

Now forgotten asnow forgotten asnow forgotten as

Now forgotten asthe ANCIENT ONES!

One's ancient thee, as forgotten now

As forgotten now

As forgotten now

As forgotten now

Burning

Burning

Now forgotten as

Now forgotten as

Now forgotten as

Now forgotten as

The ANCIENT ONES