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Circle drawn in ash and blood
The final pulse beneath the mud
Hands entwined with bone and stone
One last breath before the throne
The air is thick, the fire burns
Each second waits, the world returns
We chant the words no god may hear
The pulse approaches, drawing near
Every heartbeat marks the line
Between the mortal and divine
Hands in motion, drums collide
The ritual swells, the night's our guide
Strike the vein, release the fire
One last pulse, one dark desire
Blood and breath, a sacred bond
The world itself stands still beyond
Echoes ripple through the hall
Stone remembers, walls recall
Beat
Pulse
Gone