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O the shadows fall,

By open eyes,

Cast clouds of mercy over all,

For justice hath begun.



O’er trees and hills alike,

The great warrior of death doth cast no light,

More mercy given by great flame,

Though less by burning fright.



Into the eye,

Of the beast behold,

A pain in depth,

Rich as gold.



Creature suffer,

For you have dealt,

With matters unlike yourself,

Let this sheer ice melt.



Beauty divine,

Lives now no more,

In dreams doth she dance,

Within the great beast jaw.



Let them sin,

Only to discover,

The price to pay,

For the murder of a lover.