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Embrace of Thorns
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Perished in Mortal Agony
Endless litany of grotesque figures Marching onwards to their burial Place where elder corpses Lie dormant
Sweet melodies and chants are cast Praising saviour A lucid grotesqurie For nothing is left to be saved
Putrid once female entties Are caressing a grey mummified body The leader than supposedly could lead them to fertility, Prosperity and glory...
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