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“Herein lies a story all creatures know The root of the root, the seed left to sow A history of yearning, of great sorrow and pain Told to me as a warning, told to you just the same. In the beginning, the Father-Graven had two sons Who tore the boundless heavens apart In salted stardust, Geiin birthed a world And Mithre corrupted its heart. The world fell to a night deep and starless The spirits of men filled fully with darkness Geiin ascended and in his wake Left four brothers, each an Anathema remade: A Father to rule dumb creatures A Father to keep Ieris living and green A Father to be mankind’s healer & a Father to balance, sort, and cleave. What was faultless turned to rust A world once beautiful turned to dust At the end of all things but this stands true All spirits return to one of two Geiin or Mithre, holy or shrewd Until the end we will slay what has strayed Hear this song and be afraid Never again let Anathema see light of day.”

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Prince of Glass: Remastered

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