In the midst of traumatic expectation of death
In the heat of horrible woes
...
Awake! Awake! Awake!
Yield to the call of eternal rest
There is so much treasure in death untold
So many worries to rest in peace
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I need a cook not the cookies
I need a shepherd not the sheep
I need the gods not the goods
I need the word not the world
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Lamentation
In the midst of traumatic expectation of death
In the heat of horrible woes
Fear becomes firm
Pains compliment Pains
Disappointments find expression in betrayal
Deception finds pride in extortion
As faith becomes faint
Life finds expression in death