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Thy raven gore
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Dark raven tears roar inside of me,
The lead body of a child…
Cursed upon a good night kiss,
Her frozen corpse trembles before me…
Black swans undressed of beauty’s rage,
Upon thy bed of wine, a funeral embrace
And walk those brides on withered graves
Before thy limbs on crack of bones,
Our arms clasped on this dawn,
With feral madness of believe,
God turned away, forever gone…
Hands turned to stone
In senseless breath…
Goodnight my love… sleep into me,
Frozen memories undressed of winter’s wrath:
While I…
Forget thy raven eyes,
Thy raven wings.
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