Cast your blade into the sea! Old Time's a force and foaming. Bleed your spirit into me The mind's a wine a'roaming.
Tongue and key split golden door! Piercing pew and aisle. Scream! O, Soul that cries for war And begs for Peace awhile!
Quench the Sun to sacred cinder Save only ash and stone- That Man may burn to glowing ember Sensed, then felt, then thrown!
Raise the womb and guide below, Then drown the world in melted snow!
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