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The gates are open
All the barriers are weak - rotting in moonlight
Whirling dance through ghostly dusk, in revel
Solstice deftly frays the seams between
The real, the elements, and mind

Rippling footprints on the ethereal, trampled in green and gold, redirected
Irradiant imprints, cryptic deceptions - to repel our enemies
Ribbon of doubt lay beneath the outermost layers and spheres of thought
Spun into a maze of deception

Sword's cutting edge, all but invisible, crooning in frequency
One in three to break, one in eight to bend
Permutations flash and streak as lines written across the skies
Sixteen heartbeats to repent or strike

[Chorus]
The gatekeepers slain, the keyholders taken
A changing of guard
The generals tamed, the ring-bearers broken
A purging of gods

Time set in crossing wormholes, cleverly wrought
A curse written scarlet to displace the power of the gods

Brilliant rays, weave thy working child of Tar
Through the blackened threads of twilight receding
Silver beam, refracted, splintering in memory
Striking mirrors, throwing sparks - in delicate balance

Paradigms cast in all directions
A thousand eyes from shifting shadows
Flowing skeins of imperfection, sickening ichor
Welling up into churning shallows of gore

[Chorus]

[Chorus x2]

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