Where the eight suns form a ring
There's a circle that knows everything
Come, my sisters, gather round
For in this circle all is found.
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In its visions, harsh yet true
Lies a warning and a path for you
Listen closely to its sound
But not too hard or you'll be drowned.
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Yes, they will tell you what is near
If synths are allowed to grow
But can you brave what you most fear?
Can you face what the visions show?
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Where the eight suns form a ring
There's a circle that knows everything
Come, my sisters, homeward bound
When all is lost, then all is found.