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Southern slopes are beautiful like halls of infinity
The rivers and lakes glimmer with fish of creators’ majesty
But north is filled with cold winds
It is infinite but desolate 

On both sides air is dense and heavy
Both seem to disappear in misty haze
But while southern side is abundant
The northern is desolate except for one solitary tower

And there in skies of the north
Where cold winds constantly blow
Devil resides
An awesome force

But he is different the demon usual seed
He is the justice of the divine
The right is the only way force can be tamed 
The energy growing and growling with hellish anger

Lightning transverses the northern sky
Millions of souls give off eerie cry
The fire burns with medieval glow through the pitch black
It is simultaneously very bright and very dark

The lightning grows in power breaking all boundaries
It is eerie uncanny supernatural and above all terrifying
The distance it transverses cannot be measured
The dread it creates is very real and boundless

The growth of energy is multidimensional 
And absolute
The dead rise as the graves are saturated with demonic force
It looks like Armageddon 
Except more desolate

Yet suddenly everything stops
Clouds open and light will come through against the storm
Golden grain grows in the center of battlefield
And divine rainbow transverses the sky as symbol of peace

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