Opposition... Contradiction... Premonition... Compromise.
Agitation... Violation... Mutilation... Planet dies.
Pure black looking clear.
My work is done soon here.
Try getting back to me.
Get back which used to be.
Fall to your knees
And bow to the phantom lord.
Drain you of your sanity.
Face the thing that should not be.
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