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Your flesh calls to the funeral pyre.

As far as the eye can see.

The horizon on fire.

He who hunts alongside beasts may become their prey.

The hunter becomes the hunted.

As the darkest night follows the shortest day.

Victory has 1000 fathers, Defeat is an orphan.

Vultures wheel high in the sky.

Calling to the carrion kind.

Who are devoured by time.

Make your pilgrimage to the ghosts of loss.

Every martyr follows another.

To the great tomb in the sky.

We are devoured by time.

Victory has 1000 fathers, Defeat is an orphan.