The Land of Judas
Volume II: Legions
Sentient
is velvet vapor
ghosts haunt
the tallest spire
Judas
adorns each banner
horned legions
spawn by fire
sin
festers through drama
each taint
consumes the liar
Judas
designs each window
he manipulates
my every desire
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