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Merlin Boar's Sin of Gluttony Her Feast of Sorcery.

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(Verse 1) The air grows thick with arcane cost,a price paid in forgotten lore Where ancient,hungry lines are crossed, and sanity is on the floor She stands there with a chilling grin,her sacred, secret feast begins Merlin Boar's Sin of Gluttony,starved for truth she should not see Not for food or mortal wine,but to make the universe divine And swallow it to sate the ache,for every law she means to break. (Chorus) Merlin Boar's Sin of Gluttony,a mind that is a bottomless hole She consumes all there is to be,and yet it never fills her soul Not for power,not for need, but for the consumptive, selfish greed Of knowing all there is to know,and watching all creation grow Then devouring its very spark,to leave the universe in dark. (Verse 2) Her tattoo glows,a savage sign, the Boar that roots deep in the mind A mark of hunger unconfined,for all the things she's yet to find She'll gorge on time,on space, on light, on turning day to endless night She feasts on magic,raw and old, on stories that have yet been told She’ll drink your potential,your destined breath, and feed your future to her death A scholar of the void's design,whose study is the end of line. (Chorus) Merlin Boar's Sin of Gluttony,a mind that is a bottomless hole She consumes all there is to be,and yet it never fills her soul Not for power,not for need, but for the consumptive, selfish greed Of knowing all there is to know,and watching all creation grow Then devouring its very spark,to leave the universe in dark. (Bridge) You hear the crack of breaking laws,the siphoned light, the dying cause The gulp of realms beyond our own,now turned to ash and bone and stone There is no satiation here,no end to it, no hope, no fear Just the constant,calculating, never-ending, never-sating Weight of more.The constant pull. Until the world is terminal. (Verse 3) So bring your knowledge,bring your art, the secrets held within your heart And watch them vanish in her gaze,lost within her endless maze She is the maw,the endless thirst, for truths that leave the cosmos cursed That whispers you are what you know,and offers you a final show Of all that is and ever was,then swallows it just because. (Outro) Merlin Boar's Sin of Gluttony... A slow digesting mystery... A feast of thought that never ends... The consumer...and the friend.