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Vindictive hands have embraced the oceans before
But the shores had never recoiled so desperately
Entrenched in several principles of the ancients
But primarily twisted by a more cruel modern topography
The pure will enable the full embodiment of pestilences
Zephyrs avow the notion of widespread catastrophe
Clouds of tragedy and calamity extend throughout the lands
While some are weak and futile
Others remain resolute within plateaus of extreme pessimism
Alarmed the cosmos pray amidst bleak auroras
In hope of crimson tomorrows for mankind
We're like an epidemic that seeks to expand beyond its terrestrial bounds
We will become a universal plague if we thrive afar from our margins
A mother will ingest the wine of her disemboweled sons
But their remains will not suffice to cleanse her filthy loams
We're like an epidemic that seeks to expand beyond its terrestrial bounds
We will become a universal plague if we thrive afar from our margins
