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Sunset, expect |
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This to be your last with our vast return |
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As death is set |
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At three sixes where hill-beacons burn |
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Darkness, undress |
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Your descending skirts yield a thirsting altar |
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Blood-red, yet still unfed |
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Lips distend ending, time to falter |
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Darkness, welcome arms wide and crucified, the slaughter |
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Darkness, lightening freezes seven |
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Darkness, outtakes from the rape of the world |
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Darkness, sins expelled from Heaven |
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Now befoul from the bowels of Hell |
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Where the tragic in theory and practice fell |
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Last prayers, hang in the air |
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Each unto their own rag and bone-meal saviors |
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Strung where crippled vultures dare |
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Golgotha, coughs another cross to grave God's failure |
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Darkness, once the forests spired |
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Darkness, nurtured in nature heart |
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Darkness, now dreat cedars feed the pyres |
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Need-fires lit for greater harm |
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Darkness |
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As her children toy with razors |
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Darkness, sightless and deeply scarred |
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Darkness, and the moon arose to phase her |
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Cracks a grin so wide it hides the stars |
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And lights our path, back through the shattered glass |
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We come like drumming thunder |
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Tides enwreathed in scum and plunder |
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Kraken-teethed to tear asunder |
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All those too blind to see |
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Where the tragic in theory and practice meet |
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Deranged, uncaged |
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We rage like a plague through this age of greed |
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Sowers of discord, growing wars to reap |
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A terrible crop to beat a vicious retreat |
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Scorched earth, rebirth |
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Disintered in the writhe of the lone survivor |
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Whose worth is worse than the curse |
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Of Sardonicus, choking on his own saliva |
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Who shares the last laugh now |
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Dead wedded fates fulfill their vows? |
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Foot in mouth of sacred cows |
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(Foot in mouth of sacred cows) |
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Face down in dust and poisoned ground |
