Darkness

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Thine heart hath layest down its warmth

And replaceth it with thine hatred

Thou art all but pious in thy ways

With thine evil, burning desires

A fiery wrath hath all but comsumest thine soul

Thy desires to engulf the world are extraordinary

Alas, they will only engulf and purify thine frozen heart

I offer my hand to thee, so together we may stand

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