"Colours burst in wild explosions;
Fiery, flaming shades of fall
All in accord with my pounding heart
Behold the autumnweaver..."Constant "With each daring new concept creation and form one fragment of shelter from heaven be torn..."Crimson Winds "Force of anger, Mordant senseless wrath Manifold is the Terminus of oneself Invocate ye lord of the Left-behinds Preserve a seat for the weakened minds..."|
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