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Eternal truth stands like a monument meant to last 

Lessons are seldom learned until the future is the past

Remember Seven

It is time to get upon your stooping knees

It is time for the seven-headed beast to be pleased

It sits upon the mountain most high looking down

Upon each head, it wears an enslavement crown

The first head shoots fire from its nostrils with smoke

From the seconds head mouth truth is seldom spoke

From the thirds mouth comes forth pieces of ice

The fourth one always says everything twice

The fifth head has long golden hair and looks regal

The sixth head has the eyes and beak of an eagle

The seventh is the smallest but the most fierce

With one look a heart of stone it can pierce

It's all been written before in a different script

Buried for centuries hidden away in a crypt

Those who understand can still be saved

Those who do not are doomed to forever be enslaved