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[stygianchemical]

Take this young child
This thing born from light
Teach it to ignore wrong from right
Take away the holy sight
Soak it in our horrid night

Let it pool
Beneath their eyes
Little screams are the
Newborn lies
As it quickly learns
That everything dies

Wrap this present
Close to heart
The child was flowing
Downward from the start
Praying it never falls apart

Strip the child down
Nothing but wings
Then attach the strings
Let it taste the coldness
As each demon sings

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unable to tell anymore
between the real and the fake
grew now covers these eyes
nothing left in this soul to take
singing this song
now close to the end
I have come too long
watch my realities bend....