Maguna Lokark

By the hands of my disciples,
My pupils, Chaos and Fear,
I send you my blessings from hell
In the form of of sorrow and sacred tear.
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In that corner of the room
Behind the curtains of the room
Lives a small part of me,
Lives a younger me
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Here serene tranquil waters
There rivers of blood from slaughters.

Here every flower freely blooms
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Cornered by priests
threatened with curses
she was to fight alone
Against men possessed by verses.
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The greatest divine drink,
The potent drink of kings,
Is the intoxicating sip
Which to ego gives wings.
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Huddled together
They'd survived a day
They'd been mocked at
And had survived decay.
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I can't get you
Out of my mind.
You barge through every boundary
That I every defined.
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The last time she cried
Was the first time i denied
I denied the imposing truth
The truth of being scared inside.
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A virtue lost
In the sands of time
Resided in your soul
In the days of lullaby and rhyme.
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I demand freedom
From the torturous thought of you.
From your devilish self to your cunning betrayal
I want no trace of you.
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A mass springs to life
But it must be kept inmate
As the time isn't ripe, the time isn't right
Thus, it must wait.
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