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A bolt that cracks the sky
awakens the sun for last time
A rain of flowers bathes our eyes in purple
Of Ebon and fire We are born
Axes raised high
reaching forth the horizon's eye
On seashores of flames we ride
A last plea for absolution denied
Crimson landscapes drawn in blood-think mists
Crystal mountains in their shining grace
Cities beneath the seas of everlasting rain
Everlasting our sorrow to be
A bolt that cracks the sky
awakens the sun for the very last time
a rain of flowers. Behold the sign of a new era.
Sign of a new era. Welcome...

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