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Phase One: The Divine

I am the Twilight,
I am the dawn.
I am the tears of one who feels no remorse.
I am the bane of hope,
The sacred light within a heart of darkness.
I am a paradox,
Spiraling towards an infinity which may not exisit...

Phase Two: Crimson

Aphrodite, why have you condemned me so?
I have gazed upon Artemis,
Yet my heart must share the fate of Hector.
Would that I had as many faces as Zeus!
Shall I escape from the maze of Icarus,
or shall I be forced to dine on Pomegranite.

Phase Three: Apocalypse

Condensation of annihilation!
Devestation spread across the nation!
Mutation of the next generation!
Seeds of termination, hear my procalmation!
Heed my declaration of oblitertation
And extermination of all creation!

Phase Four: Worms

My name is an empty ocean,
Floating above the skies of shame.
Towering spyres reach up to me,
Yet the sprites that float freely
Impede my every whim.
Love, hate; there's no such thing.
For in the end, our names are all empty.