Coil Part 2 Poem by Louemile Rosch Mangulabnan

"Shadow song you bore the mark of damnation, have you not? "
Thy wounds shall be forgotten, but not I.
On the face of isolation and judgement, you rot.
Cost of blood-lust had been clear on the obscured sky

Such herald to behold, the bane of all individual.
I have wandered aimlessly within the heart of the city
But never to witness true fragility
"Aye, milady. You see right through the nocturnal"

"Oh vagabond of the old age, comprehend my incantation."
For my father's throne has been diminished.
And by thy dagger, it has ended his vision
Are you not weary for the tasks you accomplished?

Souls devoured by your father's justice? I see.
Such Evil to be bestowed upon those who live on the bottom
Mea culpa, a desperate grip of their plea
"What say you? I conceive to invoke the old phantom."

"Ancient apparition shall not be heard from a soul sealer."
Perceive my path of Sorrow, Eradicate the borrowed horror.
Alexander, you are a ghost of the past and an outlander.
If such humanity exist, his heart will be honored, Jane.