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No key to unlock the saviour
A pious deity
with a soft subtle veneer of truth
locked away in a rotten cage
of impious hunger
a visionary whose seed has spawned
an ocean of distrust
a conglomeration of false feelings
locked in a pillory of ages bent
decayed and innocent
that lost
there is nothing
no tales untold
or desire born of purity
no love to withhold
no blows to recede
I concede myself my saviour
the only birth to bear me through
a time of dire consternation
admit me to my humble home
admit me to one
an embrace so pure its you
and lets be ever true
