I am in the nightI am every part of itThe consumption of its beast The deck that it dealsThe veins that bleedThe caress of its serpentI am the nightAs it writhes and undulates toward dawnIt moans and cries a symphony of angerI am its agony as it struggles against the lightAnd dies with the strike of the Sun God.


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