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A lyrical poem that deals with evil, sin, and death. |
| Too painful to bear, Words cannot describe, The tearing, Of my soul. All for nothing, My thoughts beguiled, The flattery of darkness, A sinful pride. Austere surroundings, Footsteps of death, Memories too broken, Chaos triumphant. A smiling priest, Plays with his cross, Mumbling a litany, For a ruined soul. God above, The One below, Make as if, They do not know. The end is nigh, Heart is pounding, As He welcomes, A passing away. |
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