4 november 2012
Darkly Teat Of Misery
Here I stand
In the arms of a comely apocalypse
Foreseeing my deathly fortune
Reality never served as a good friend
But it was in that moment
When the sun shed her darkly grin
And hummed a song of comfort
In the mass of increasing terror
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