Enter now my palace of sacrificial guilt On the axis of the killing fields of Judas Into the void of juxtapositioned emptiness My kingdoms are for the few As in beauty are for the few I know the future the past has evaporated Exhibit the beast of pale complexion The war of a millennia has passed away Colder is the sun that fades in the distant Brighter the bloodsword running red Inside your mind there is a battleship The snugness penetrate your being As if your whole life is being erased By intoxication of some stranger's eye For i am the way Your painful exclusion From past morals Your future's contractual designer
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