Ode to the Damned

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The devote with no hands folds them in grandest prayer.

The fox is wisest with leg bound in the snare.

The star cast aflame from the heavens will grant your wish.

The conquered attains knowledge of coldest dish.

The soul with no coin becomes the unchained wraith.

The dark room reveals light in which to bathe.

If akin be you, King Tantalus, and I, rejoice that you're damned. Look up in my eye. Broken trapped, dying, defeated, bankrupt, alone. O righteous you are, no need to atone! Plant seed in land left by infernal fire. Trees born of hell will never burn when placed upon pyre.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 04, 2019 ⏰

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