.Closing the circle and all which to it belongs
Hurting, wounding, trucidating
Fountain of dark, damned feelings
Begotten in noctambulant trances
And suffered by day in weak humiliated souls
By beings worthy of selfishness and coldness
A coldness to act and to show the covenan.
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