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Void worshipers, preachers of none
All gathered to build new structures
The ones that are meant to decay
From the very inception
With doubts as the main foundations
Avoiding all that's permanent and stable
As if black holes were the safe zones
As if madness was the only method
To rise the temple of pure confusion
To praise the failure
To glorify the chaos in all its splendor

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