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This ends here

As the ancients congregate to

Sacrifice

All that they have worked for

Why stop now

Hoarding is only a process

Leading to further embolden

The third born

Seraph released to Existence

Let it engulf their duality

We leave none to waste

A passover would be disgraceful

You’ll find the bodies

Hollowed

Hedon falls

Souls devoured

Ash and lurkers

Lay in flames

Buried with their city

Eat them slow

Savor the taste of their corpses

Aether transformed into new blood

We defy

Tyrannical limitations

We harvest what we desire

Disciples

Of Aekyr know your place

How shameful why do you disobey

Your choices

Cause problems that compound

Solutions are sowed in the unbound

Dismembered

Before your very eyes

Combining darkness with dying light

The loss of flesh and their soul

Reversion in a sterling form

We leave none to waste

A passover would be disgraceful

You’ll find the bodies

Hollowed