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You soaked my eyes in tainted coal

Scorching the sensory barriers

And new realities were born

In the great horrors you offered

And in the blindness

Another clarity was torched

Awe-struck, I swallowed the flame

That which burns every status-quo

You quenched my thirst with rotten wine

Drank from my every blood-sacrifice

And new veins were born

Channels leading to naught but hell

Each drop reduced my taste

And I could sense the ripe, forbidden fruit

Awe-struck, I recited each word

Those that burn every stagnant movement

Yet you crippled my tongue

Choking each and every word

And you reaped my aural perception

Harvesting the crops of distorted noise

Bereft of ways to communicate

I learned the ethos of silence

And in the silence, the voice of the void resounded

The purest music I had ever heard

And you took on a new form

Wandering right beside me

On the road to the great dead end

Where the accuser of the brethren abides

The black hole of the soul