.Take thy pick and dig thy grave,
All sense dies in the life of a slave.
Nonsense thrives, they cannot save themselves
From the deatH wish.
At the point of no return,
Where flawless, frozen images burn,
Their tourtured souls still weep and yearn for release,
From the beast,
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