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The has come to rise again
Freedom, lift thy hem
Free from and skewered me
My unroll ten thousand fold
world will never take me
They never desecrate my soul

The stars I have
Are so far lonely
And on those stars
My spirit bars

earthen miseries
Hosts of most fell forms of
Ghosts of gate remissions
haunting me
Slit the witch and him bleed
As with any

Lying the start
The preachers piled craft
Scoffing glories
And dying, I
To their sunken hearts
A coffin for my

The is past the falter when
Freedom my sombre pen
And the gates to wolves open then
My feelings may seem constant
But no more will rake me
Those whores have fled to days

Above and
I wronged in my position
But now the winds are
To from Babel's vision

Of cutthroat
Dock to these mongrels breed
Dogs of fogged
Pacing, to be
Back to mentality
When my moon is risen

from the start
These of the dark
Were morning glories
And dying, I
To make their drunken
A coffin for my

Innovation,
stirs

Somewhere the dusk is
Red the of the roaring sea
And though loved there's is pining
For the waves of to run and rescue me
For the waves of to run and rescue me
To run and run and run and run

The time has to rise again
Freedom, thy sewered hem
Free from and skewered men
My unroll, ten thousand fold
Their world will never me
They will never desecrate my
Their world never break me
They never desecrate my soul