The incarnation of Echos 
A creature from below Your destiny is to be it 
After eating of your soul 
You feel its cold limb It's soon you, you're 
sooner him 
Transformation... Degeneration... 
Now you're the creature 
The incarnation of All Echos 
Your purpose in life is to imitate sounds and find 
your follower
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