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Into the Pit that I Adore
In the silence of night
I discard the dark
Shadows forever weeping
As I wretch my self deeper
A keeper of things long deplored
For I am restless longing for sight
Too dark are the stirrings of my musings
The light seldom visits me here, in the pit of my deliverance
I have bartered more for less
A Faustien scheme even he would be jealous of
In the fugue of tomorrow
I have bore witness to better days
To better ways to kill a cat
The sermon of a sour sacrifice
Holy begotten to my blunder
And still I mine for darker things
Darker schemes to screw me over
In bondage to a lesser power
My own omnipotence
Discarding darkness for madness
Be forwarned
I discard the dark
Shadows forever weeping
As I wretch my self deeper
A keeper of things long deplored
For I am restless longing for sight
Too dark are the stirrings of my musings
The light seldom visits me here, in the pit of my deliverance
I have bartered more for less
A Faustien scheme even he would be jealous of
In the fugue of tomorrow
I have bore witness to better days
To better ways to kill a cat
The sermon of a sour sacrifice
Holy begotten to my blunder
And still I mine for darker things
Darker schemes to screw me over
In bondage to a lesser power
My own omnipotence
Discarding darkness for madness
Be forwarned
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