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Artistmaskim They are seven They are seven Seven are they Out of the abyss they rise When day sinks into darkness Seven are they Born in the bowels of the hills Evil ones, sources of ills Setters of unseen snares Death to all pity, all prayers Male they are not Female they are not No wives have they known No children begot The fiends they are seven Disturbers of heaven They are seven They are seven Seven they are
A haunting poem explores the emergence of seven enigmatic beings from the depths of darkness. Described as neither male nor female, these entities embody malevolence and chaos, sowing discord and despair. Their origin from the hills suggests a connection to the earth, while their existence challenges the notions of compassion and familial bonds, marking them as formidable disruptors of peace.
