Almost inquisited amongst
Indifferent realms
Ways to solace
And quickening
Forgetting the isolated
In total greed function
Reminding the demons
Of change to access
Never retire this fog-ridden firestorm
Among the branches in challice full of pulverized bone
Leaving greater plains for collapsed thinking
Brighten the southern pits
Surrender this accumulae
And watch it all go down
Monument of disgust and separation
Our memories of the split have faded
Suns of old disguise lay distruct
The lesser gods have taken their withered placement
Back from man
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