New Gods
New Gods
Words dark and filled with trepidation
Scrape across the earth worn landscape.
Cries of anguish below out
From deep lost caverns.
They form gasses and morning stars
That are mistaken for signs
Only to to be misread
That New Gods might Arise.
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