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Pyrosome Configuration 1

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The bequeathed born and aged to adulthood A head to the healed A being blessed and bound to success, bounty The beauty of grace instilled, with power, intuition, knowing A dream had of the path of ascension The followers must conquer and take in its name Demanding the formation of arms And statues bearing the likeness of the likened All craftsman called and sculptors united to complete the task All but one comply The defiant ones insists another path Maddened by the falseness of the elected one's ambition An example made, the sculptor thrown in the depths to toil Contemplate and dream of their wrongs The drums of war roar, masking and echoing one's howl of laments Formations of those hungering for excellence bewitched by ascension They spill out of the cave as if larva hatching from a carcass Scouting and hunting The uninitiated sought and found, they lay in their homes Unaware and naive The ascending scaled their alien walls, readying their sharpened spears screaming Offensive and proceeding they lunge into clay homes unexpecting