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Verse 6:0 — The End
Thus King Oryx was pierced the LIGHT, that liar weapon made true by the fruit of its use, and the Deep recoiled at His weakness. AIAT. See how the worm devours him! Hear the roar of His power as it tears Him apart! Oryx is dead for He was weak, and we the Hive take joy in this truth. We feast upon His corpse and make our dwelling in the gap left by His absence.
It is true and it is good. It is good for it is true. Truth is go(o)d and its blade wounds deeply, a hiltless sword with a million edges.
Aiat! Such is the end, which is too a beginning. Aiat! The King is dead. Aiat! We wail in joy that is the same as sorrow, for death is the same as love. Aiat! The King is dead for He loved us, and we will speak His love upon the world with fire and sword, unto eternity. AIAT!
