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[toddmorgan]

It's my birthday!

Deep within the wall of time a creed shall thus be born.
See the mighty united with the egg of tyranny.
Check this force within the womb of life for three-quarter and nigh a year,
The creed shall thus be born. The creed shall thus be formed.

And every year raineth down
the celebratory tears.
A celebration of the years from the immortal sky.

A year of yeeeears...
A year of yeeeears...

Fifty-five bells…

…will chime,
when the heavens open up, and drink from the silver cup.
A creed shall thus be born. A creed shall thus be formed.