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They built him a throne

A seat for a leader

Bringer of sun, bearer of light

The one whose heart was not of stone

But he refused to be crowned alone

Majesty - he proudly said

is worthless when you join the dead

King of the people of eternal night

The Bringer of Sun, bearer of light

He brought forth an idea conceived in hate

Craft me a ship - said with thrill on his tongue

Trusting the prophecy sealed his own fate

Creations gathered to build a great ark

Unbreakeble, colossal, a craft for a monarch

This is my vision, my history to be

For reason's sake you will all follow me

I am the sign your eyes craved years to see

End of all silence, end of the dark

I gave you the fire, he hasn't tossed a spark

Pools of sweat, dripping down from the face

Of every builder in this accursed place

Reflected the warship forged from the pain

Desire, and hatred of these broken men