SEVERED WAS HIS HEAD BUT STILL HE COULD SEE FAR, FAR AWAY THEIR OPEN PLAINS, THEIR OPEN FIELDS WHERE RIVERS RAN WITH BLOOD THEY LIFTED HIS BODY DRENCHED IN SUMMERIAN BLACK WATERS OF SIN CLIPPED ARE THE WINGS OF THIS ANGEL HIS VOICE HAS BEEN SILENCED STRIPPED HE HAS BEE LIMB FROM LIMB THE PASSAGE LIES OPEN, THEY ARE ALL WRITTEN DOWN WORD BY WORD THEIR AUTHOR, LORD OF THE CRYPTIC SEAS CELESTRIAL GUARDIAN OF THEIR TALE AND SCRIPTURES LEAD THEM TO THE FIRE BURNING AND THEY SHALL GROW WHEN ALL THIS HAD BEEN DONE HIS SIGHT WAS STILL UPON THEM NEITHER DAY NOR NIGHT HIS EYES WOULD SHUT THROUGH HINNUMS EMBERS, A LIGHT SHALL BLIND HIM FOREVER THROUGHOUT ETERNAL SPACES DREAD SILENCE FELL. HEAVEN TREMBLED AS COMPASSSIONED ENTERED HELL. TO THIS EXTENT I GRANT THEE MY SECOND SPELL.
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