Through the great tongue of fire, they survived
In the shape of the beast, they dwelled
Far behind, far ahead
From waters to valleys
Tablets forged in gold
Secrets kept
Shelter from the storm
Under the dark side of the sun,
Blood runs cold, memories fade away, and ghosts do stir...
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