BORN AGAIN
Eyes Of Glass See Women Unchaste
In Vertebra Dreams And Unseen Flesh.
Between The Sheets Of Man And His Kin
To Great Evil Therein Begin.
Fresh Meat And Might: Innocence Fight.
And Children Are Smothered By Men Out Of Sight.
In Passing Shades Of Willow And Crimson,
Begins A Fade Of A Barrier Broken
In Golden Tide Where Blood Red Hath Followed,
In Hearted Dismay Unbound By Sorrows,
Fortune Is Turned In Tide And Strong Valor,
And In Victory May All Occupants Callus.
Wherein The ‘Just’ Imposter They Trade,
In Their Grand Wealth A Steadily Shame:
They Come In Droves Each Midnight In Hours,
And Thence They Shave Each Victim Who Cowers.
Between Great Flames And High Flying Arrows,
Does Each Reaping Make His Undead Endowment,
To A Steadily Hell Born In Great Beyond…
In Many Towns And Between Many Fawn:
They Eat The Grass, The Oats, And The Hay,
Which Bringth The Sun, The Moon, And The Rain,
And Yet Yields The Wolf, Contest, And The Fae,
And Thus Born Again Is The Fawn In New Way.
Plucked From The Iris, Inbetween Light
In Innocent Dreams Take Fearless Flight
By A Split Moment All The Eyes See
A Place Untrodden, Where Victory Be.
The Whims Of Kin Who Doth Eat The Flies,
And Croak And Lurch Where Chastity Dies,
Soon Lie In Their Grave Covered In Rust,
For Intents They Made In Harm Of The Earth.
Maidens And Wardens And The Mighty Who Tell
And Call Themselves A Spirit Unfelled
Walk In The Moonlight And Inbetween Stars
And In Great Drink They Perish The Mar.
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