Jul 19, 2007 18:14
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Love and Glory in passion’s hold, blood and tears pro tales untold. Softly calmly gently shield, dust and flames past wing’ed yield. Painful dire frozen fire, feel my faults upon the spire. Darkness death destructive deed, call my bread your brethren greed. Anem anem so partially shared, anem anem my wings were spared! Drenched in blood your highness please, show me how to bend my knees! My bones are stone and turned to salt, coated brothers of kings lay fault. Flaming folds of holy hearts, you betrayed my being my holy arts! Scarring slits in wrists through fears, man will know my name for years. Sorrow wrath and gluttonous pain, humanity will bleed with world with shame. My name anem anem oh be, am I am I the fruitful tree? Pity oh pity my pretty old city, why oh why my questions awry. Greed oh need my knowledge devour, waiting creating my question of power.
Art and Avarice
Genesis Eve