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- - - HOUSE OF UNREST - - -
Long for brimstone
The scent of home
So faraway
Yet close to heart
Echoing screams
Tormented dead
Are lullabies
For one as I
The martyr cries
And demon eyes
Watch from shadows
In pits below
Godless heathens
Beyond reason
In time we burn
I will return
House of unrest
Tombs of incest
Are awaiting
To welcome me
Back home
(c) 2016 Frank Green
Published 13th Jun 2016
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