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Rot encompassing stone

To peel back this reckoning

Masses of brain masters pitted

As life returns this passing waste

Proud to be living in the echo

The mist of all things combined

Unfocused apparitions stream

Cresting in total divinity

Not one with them

Seperately crushing

Glory amounted less in secret

Blood trees stand on

In slow stone centuries

Petrifying the cast-offs of time

Seeking the balance

Acknowledge the dust and light

Acknowledge divinity's mortality