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I am standing like a sundial, casting shadows on the late September grain

A scarecrow crucifixion hanging lifeless for nobody to explain

I was born of the Eclipse within the darkness of the equinoctial storm


The seasons turned unrecognized around me as the stars fell from the skies

I was smothered by the winding cloth of suffocating, superstitious lies

I was buried far beneath the frozen earth, dead and forgotten to the World

Yet still I dream...


Lazarus

You shall not bind me with these lies, I am alive, I am alive

Out of the grave I shall arise, I am alive!


I shall live beneath the Mountains, draw my water from the older deeper Well

I shall learn the tongue of Angels, forge the key to free the rusted gates of Hell

I shall walk into the sea from whence I came, to where I shall return.

...So are the risen, among the living.

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