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Three Red Nights!

Three Red Nights!

A murder, a lie and a conspiracy of why.

Three Red nights!

Light has stumbled on misbegotten tread.

A web is complex but remains only thread.

To weaken the binding, target its keeper!

Mr.Weaver!

Now end to end, string them together

 The Moon is a lie

There is only Wyrmwood!

Wyrmwood!

Wyrmwood!

So fancy a spy, to fall for a lie. It’s motion we strive

Your victory we deny

Now child of the pyramid

Divide its perimeter by its height.

Now call its approximation! Zail's true name has always been

π !