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They were drawn nigh by void, by abyss Tranquillity, heat, demise and silence
The perfect order of death
The angels of illusion ready for creation
The grand show of the universe
For great are the forces of fusion and flames
There, where the bitter fear ends where power grows in strength
For open are the goblets of despair and the circlet made of thorns
Here, in the caves, where the illusion and freedom fade
And from their hands, a fire shall spring and craft the suns
The angels of illusion in the act of making
The art of an endless creation
For great are the forces of fusion and flames
From their hands, a fire shall spring
The suns and the worlds united in fire
Shall last until the next creation