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In the roar of steam, The huge airship casts its roving shadow, There are guards in golden clothes who kill demons with their swords amidst the thunder. In front of the magnificent church, The wingless angel throws down spear and blade, Witness the sun's priests judging geocentric heretics. The headless giant lay dead in an undersea volcano, Titans made of bronze guard the strange whispers, Those unspeakable things lift up the fog of history, Hidden under the curtain are weeping skeletons. Today, we hold high our swords and torches, Witnessed by the bursting gunfire, The legend of man and the end of God!