Durational lords, your time is drawn.
Now bleed the sting of fear again.
Construct with veil to persist.
Tradition insists the fleeting prevail.
Meet me by my nature, then fall by the same.
Death will know your name.
As such undistinguished.
My undefined pretense imposed to effect.
That this must be.
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