I watch it all burn
Feel the ardor
Cherish the malaise
Rapt in the reflection
At the pinnacle I gape
Now needing that frisson
That I am defect of
I forsake only the Cypher
Now ash dwells
In brillainces void
It is all very lifeless now
But the immoral Cyphers trigger
Is immortal
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