DIVINE COMEDY II
and the time hath come for the stories once told
would once again be inscribed onto the scriptures one dearly hold
that the armies of the night
borne out of the rages of tempest delight
would march by the thousands
all masked
their souls crafted out of fire burning through the night
come hither scribes of the puranas
come poets of gilgamesh
with your chisel and tablet we shall await the warrior indra
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