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Days of the Dark Sun and Serpents tail
Warring in oceans it seems all surreal
Walking upon askes of phenoix dust
Ruins and dark places bring forth mistrust
Shaking foundations of hearts within chests
They bring forth a famine with each lonely breath
Destroying all reason and truths of our Set
Joined at the hips their person in check
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