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Chains of black. 
Shrouded in darkness
Steel teeth cherishing each bite. 
Nothing he could lack
Nowhere to run. 
The devils days done.   
Five layers of ocean
They dance into you heads
Three ways of motion
Just a sack of skin,  a heart,  and the spirit. 
There are three levels of play. 
God himself,  his son Jesus,  and the holy ghost. 
Time is near 
Thy man be done. 
The path unclear. 
The fire melts everyone.