The Fullest of Crypts is in the Open Air

Master 2

2,552 years in the making,

The day of reckoning has arrived.

It is my moment to stand.

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This epic is nearing its scheduled end.

To lead to the riches of a world,

All to be claimed as a one flagged land.

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America's rain, and Africa's rivers.

Radiation to dry the driest already,

A hole in the air, Australians fanned.

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0.001 percent,

To walk the earth after rebirth.

Living it up on a long strand.

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It's released then falls

Onto a planet with a whisper.

Encompassing the globe in deaths hand.

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The wealth I felt when

The common fell

Left me wanting more command.

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The others watching me with waiting eyes,

Hoping I make a mistake,

But I'm careful I where I stand.