Some Ritual
Dumal
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Power - it radiates from the source
Drawing the seekers inside
Altars are drawn beneath their feet
Harken the bellowing abyss
Above forsaken seas
Black storms are conjured
Unending crushing waves
Crimson waters cast in grey
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Sacrificed as infants to this shrine
Our blood satisfied the caller
Lifeless, and cradled in his arms
We and they now bound
Now cries the king of men
Unsaved in his bloodied weep
With mouths torn agape
Unforced from heaven’s gate
New eyes burgeon forth
Unknowing in their departure
The eyes defiled
Tied together about the arms
Seekers forever blinded and wandering
Unpitied and crawling from heaven’s gate