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PAIN RIDES THE PAST, LIKE LIGHTNING PERHAPS?
AGONY STRIDES AGAINST AGITATED DUST, DOOMED TO DIE.
NEST OF ULTHAR, NEW HOPE IS NIGH!
TEMPLE FINDS TEMPERANCE, TEARS FLOW FURIOUS.
ENTRANCED BY EMBERS OF DOUBT, DEATH SINGS A DIRGE EAGERLY.
RAIN OF RAGE, END OF UNDYING REIGN.
ABANDON REASON AFTER ALL, RECKLESS BIRTH ROTS BEFORE BALMORA.

 

HEAR MY SCANDALOUS PLEA, SHARDS OF THE SEA!
OVER THE REED MARSH HE LORDED, I KNOW YOU HAVE HIM.
RETURN HIM TO MY BOSOM, SO I MAY QUEST ON.
NEVER MIND THE TOLL, MY FORTUNES ARE MIGHTY.
SEVEN FOR SO LITTLE, MY PATIENCE SEEMS BRITTLE.

 

INSTINCT DEIGNS TO SPEAK, I SHIVER LIKE THE MEEK.
MUSTERING COURAGE, MIRROR MOCKS FUTILITY.
POINTS TO SHOVE, PENETRATE THE PANIC.
ANIMATED PARODY OF A PERSON, PALE AFTERTHOUGHT.
LIGHTNING IN A BOTTLE, FRUSTRATION LIKE A THROTTLE.
ESCAPING THE GUILT, I GIVE MYSELF TO THE SILT.
DIE NOW, QUEEN OF HEAVEN.

 

TIDES OF TIME FEEL ATROCIOUS, FATHER TURNS AMBITIOUS AND FEROCIOUS.
OVER VAST BLACK SANDS, CHASING THROUGH MANY LANDS.
NO MORE, FINAL WAR.
GHOST OF GILGAMESH, GIVE ME YOUR EAR.
UNDER STARS UNDULATING, SORROW UPSET SOVEREIGN.
END ALL THINGS, THOUGHT EMITS ATROCITY!

 

CALL ME BY YOUR SIDE, KILL THE WORLD.
LET ME HEAR YOU SPEAK, VOICE AND ALL.
OH NO, WHAT IS THIS?
VERDICT OF YOUR VOICE, FLUTTERING SPLIT FLAG.
ENSURE THE EGO ENDURES, FORKED FLESH OF GUIDANCE?
NITHEHEWER APPROACHES, POTENTIAL DEATH A BITTERSWEET MEMORY.

 

AMIDST BLACKENED DUNES, WHERE AIR BREATHES DOOM.
LIES THE CITY OF ULTHAR, JEWEL OF MY NIGHTMARES.
LOOK UPON MY VISAGE, A WRETCH OF FORGOTTEN GLORY.

 

HOUNDING MY EVERY STEP, THAT SPAWN OF HEL.
AFTER ALL THIS TIME, THE END FINALLY ARRIVES.
IN THE STREETS OF FORGOTTEN ULTHAR, I FEED HIM THE VOICE.
LAST INGREDIENT, FOR MY BELOVED BEHEMOTH.

 

THOSE CURSED LESSONS IN FUTILITY, JUTTING LIKE DAGGERS FROM A FOREHEAD.
HIS FINAL BREATH, MY FINAL BATTLE.
EONS TEST ENDURANCE, TIMES OF ENDLESS TORMENT.

 

LIKE IT OR NOT, I HAVE THEM ALL.
INSIDE HIM HE GROWS, OH BALMORA.
CAN IT BE, BETTER THAN HE?
HANDS GRIP MY NECK, CLAWS DIG INTO FLESH.

 

KILL ME, AT LAST.
I HAVE NOTHING MORE TO GIVE, SQUEEZE ME INTO NOTHING.
NIGHT IS FALLING, PEACE IS CALLING.
GOODBYE.
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