Inside the gaping jaws of Apocalypse

To steal old treasure from the serpent's mouth

The Sentinel turns from stone to flesh this time

And descends into the realm of the material

Stripped from the armor of the theory

Thrown into the world of pure possibility

Not exiled but by own volition fallen

A baptism in shadow fire

To awake the Dragon within

To fight venom with venom

Victory the Way to Nether

For the blackened storm of the Devourers

Is rising to engulf the entirety of cosmos

Courage! Resistance!

A quest to rediscover the well of Power

Hidden and guarded by the few

Against the plight of the discouraged

Amidst deafening silence from the halls up high

Not to rebel is to be complicit

The Well of Power must be reconquered

From the teeth of the elite

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That which emanates from the Whole

Desires to take its own form and attributes

To embrace multiplicity and expand infinitely

Yet also longs to return to the source

A war inside of us and amongst ourselves

The eternal dance of the cosmic drama