Immaculate hatred's burnt souls
(Nether and Never land hollows)
Formally known as the flayed
Evil minions employed by holes
Raging at light of day —malaise follows
Necrotized dystopia's savage skyline afire
A dying dream of pitch and forked sires
Loss lingers longest unforgiven. All must retire.
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