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A Hymn to the Cumaean Sibyl (II)

from Dead Temples by Blackrune

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Her whispered words weave our tomb
Her broken body the loom
Her worried wisdom the flame
And we don't even know her name...

She offered nine volumes forth
Implored he not doubt their worth
He puts a sword to the flame
And only three yet remain

And oh, the woe they did birth
In arms against the Old Earth
But there's room to swallow you down
There's room to swallow you down...

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from Dead Temples, released April 29, 2016

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