Now the time is on us
It's happened many times
Mankind didn't listen
Or read between the lines
Of the oldest texts and records
That we've seen this all before
Dismissed as Chinese whispers
But still carved in ancient walls
A battle in the heavens
Eight will hide behind the sun
Pulling a celestial rope
Against the chosen one
Chaos for it's children
All but two are sure to die
All the stars a weeping
Their tears falling from the skies
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