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A foot inside the empty door breeds kindness to a hopeless land,
entwined in riveting overcasts where emotion will never last,
spelling the dawn of eternity,
breaking a cursed clarity,
we sit back and watch the angels weep,
for the passing of time in a nutshell.
Unrelentless is the shining light searing chaos to a broken land,
waves of beauty pounding endlessly in time with a fine anarchy,
when the red sun shines on a burning shore,
and ancient truth is no longer lore,
we turn our eyes toward a bloody sky,
and watch his return to Evermore.