This vast expanse an entity untamed.
Blurred horizon a measure of what's gained.
Sands stir under vast demons lay.
Await the nightfall and what the seers may say.
Deep night, reprieve from giants heat.
Restless mind stirs, whilst demons sleep.
Enter shadow, and treacherous decay.
Certain doom awaits, its what the seers did say.
Red giant.
Burning giant.
Red giant.
Burning giant.
The eye of progress.
The winds of change.
The eye of progress.
The winds of change.

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