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The mist drapes herself to me.

In tears shed, upon swollen rocks.

Glimmering landscapes devour;

Distant fields of solitary reign.

Oh solemn stillness holds;

The vitals of comfortless despair.

Craving eyes unfasten;

In a sepulcher of watery interstice.

Leave my breath nothing to savor;

As the mountains melt.

Midst the twilight path.

Dying gales sleep within murders vale.

I hear the peeling anthems swallow.

Across Ivy-mantles masked in severest woe.

Baleful remorse with blood defiled.

I clasp the bitter scorn of my sacrifice.

Gowns of clay; empty flesh

Pleasures upon these wood's.

Where graves sink, delineated in these steps.

I hear their vestal flames seek my strength.

Intone all a green willow.

Where I to thee shall eternity bestow.

The glories of our blood and affirmation.

Blood God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!