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The day of our reckoning draws near.
as myths and folklore come true
The believers and followers shed tears
Cleansing of man ensue.

Once only heard in stories.
breaking our moral fibers
our kingdom and domain become quarries
we all thought the prophets were liars

As the stars fall from our skies
we gaze in disbelief
is this the final place we will lie?
what is this beings motif.

Bringer of death and destruction.
We all bow to you.
Rise up and finish the instruction.
Turn us all cold and blue.

Itzamna creator of our realm.
bring us into darkness
the thoughts only overwhelm
Lead us into the abyss

He controls our fate now
nothing more we can do
Treated like a slaughtered cow
our final hours, bid adieu.

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