Signs... agents of brutality,
Priceless with mystic splendor,
Telling of death's wooing; contenders,
Infinity, mortality.
Not caring who may them render,
Signs... agents of brutality,
Priceless with mystic splendor.
Amaranthine mentality!
Jealous despite will surrender...
And let us lasting and tender,
Unlike signs of fatality.
Signs agents of brutality,
Priceless with mystic splendor.
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