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The Revealing comes, now that he's thirteen
Told of his coming trials, what is meant to be
Told the arts of the ancients for the mother's sake
Time manipulation, and of shifting shape
He is held on high, minions flock to him
Told of the birth in fires, this boy Messiah
Told the arts of the ancients for the mother's sake
Time manipulation, and of shifting shape
