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the curtain of the sky is torn
as secrets are revealed
the malice of the human heart
can never more be healed
if gods above still keep accounts
where stars descend in space
a mighty storm will soon befall
the vicious human race
if vengeance is the way of gods
then so with man below
the end will come in fire and ice
with every land laid low
but if the voice above is mute
and heedless of a plan
the same destruction comes to us
begot by deeds of man
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