What antient mist clouds your mind? One so built on truth? Where has the desert wind blown your sands this time? What can you say without proof?
Foolish ruler of a day that has come and gone. What mystery in changing times? What nightmare, to prey on the weak then move on?
Another pig enhanced in dress, just before the kill. Another rose who's beauty rest on a familiour smell. Now to bless.His own fate to seal.
Hide your eyes innocent one. Much blood today will be shed. A promise made long ago, still rings inside my head. Gone, yet I know never really dead.
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