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The golden images of celestial unity seducing to forgive his lack presence.

The wrecked dominion of vanity. Realms of martyrs granted ot us as a precious virtue.

Distorted intentions inebriating charm to place the wreath of vengeance,

to hand them clearest evidence.

And from distorted wells the illusion of ruined essence

in a mournful verses astray reality. Unable to release from cruciating lore.

Unable with empathy the shadow of his fierce inmost vain slavery

to submit the streams of woe.