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Bound of Black Rings in the Waiting Dark
Tongues Hanging from Open Maw
Prowling Through Inestimable Time
Half-alive with Emanations of the Primordial Chime
Contained within Corroded Tombs
Black Susurration scrape the Blistered Halls
Expectant and Hungry, Coaxing the Sound
of Decaying Elements in Unraveling Snarls
Intense, the Quickening Strike Unwound
Resonant to the Cosmic Coaxial Turn
Approaching Paroxysm of Funeral Knell
Star-shorn, Star-born, Matter Reform
Their Tones Beat in an Empty Chest
In a Billowing Gale of Ground Bone
Withering Clouds borne on the Leaden Wind
They Howl through the Hollowed Throat
Iron-wrought, tempered in gore,
Iron-tongued, clarion of hate
sonorous they call for abject bathyal thrall
Cascading notes, their black tongues speak
atonal syllables suffuse the sky
Acid-etched, sigilled of death,
this virulent arcana
Ring the bells of the black basilica
Tectonic oath, abysmal hail
A cauldron, core, furnace spawn