The Arrival
Offspring of serpents
Enemies of light
Cosmic disturbances
Befallen the night
Those of fork tongues
Speaking with shame
Vipers are thee; beware
Arival in Holy Flame
Some seek a paragon
From amongst the clouds
In time promised
To all; boldly and loud
With a roaring thunder
He will appear
Sooner than expected
Many will fear
An end to turmoil
Down with the beast
Famines no more
Henceforth a feast
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