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Click to viewrain came down to drive us thin. as bones unfold, the shelter forms for awhile (oh pharaohs fell, rejoice with trembling!) and my bones shall say that we were done and undone - but i have drawn a circle 'round me, and i have summoned up a demon, and i will ask him what he knows and he will tell me what is sown. the children pass right through us; oh shown like lambs to slaughter, one by one. and all the ghosts that form here, all sleep and reside with me: "and we have put a curse upon you. and your hopes will surely fail. there is corruption in the forecast, there is poison in the well." and well, there, i've an awful feeling that i'll go straight to hell.