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Return of Eden's CzarReturn of the Czar of Eden and the Battle that FollowedReturn of Eden's Czar
A gentle soul the princess was Who came from New Eden’s lands Her father though was another sort And set about with conquest plans
No longer interested in the neighboring kingdom That bordered his very own To seek revenge on the King of Birds Marching his armies across the Desert Stone
“To fight for our czar’s daughter,” They sang as they sought her “You see your subjects are of many” While watched by a desert sentry
War machines by pilgrims made And smoking demons of hellish s
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The Way Among the People LostHell’s Poets say Which way lies eternal pain And hellish hearts speak Of moral compasses That lead only into circles deepThe Way Among the People Lost
Homer sits on his emerald throne And conducts the meeting Of Limbo’s own To join the circle you need only be A Poet of great renown and immortality
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The MosquitoKeeper of the Hollow Men and spreader of vice Passes out his coins with his face on one side He’s ‘crossed o’er not once, but twice And takes it as a matter of pride.The Mosquito
Branches of flesh, not bark, reach from his neck Twist and tangle and reach for your hair As the silver coins dance to each knuckle and back Enticing you to take him on in a dare.
A gambling man, a grafter at heart He takes pleasure in the any kind of bet Blackjack to Spades or any card game He’ll have you beat before the game’s even start Then your own soul will be in his debt.
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Blood and BlackThe Blood and the Black Play a Game of ChessBlood and Black
One plays for love, the other for vanity, One lives in various land, the other has no country, One sets his pawns to protect other pieces, The other sacrifices them in any and all cases. One knows decay and the shortness of life, The other’s seen much more toil and strife. Whatever the case, whatever the reason, They’ve dropped all their enmity in the darkest of seasons. On a table of marble they play out their game, With figures stained red to match one player’s name. The other’s not stained but chipped from black stone, &nbs
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