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Sanguine Paradise
In crimson folds where Seraphim weep
And ancient thrones in silence keep
A sanguine Paradise concealed
By shadowed rites and fates revealed
A garden forged in martyr’s tears
Where saints and sinners quell their fears
Here, holy hymns in whispers sound
To trace the lost, the star-cursed ground
The lilies burn like censers bright
Veiled echoes of celestial light
Yet blood and incense thickly rise
A darker psalm to pierce the skies
No sacred dawn shall grace this place
For Eden’s fall hath left its trace
In spectral gleam and dusky mist
Where angels bow, by grief enticed
So wander not through sacred dread
Where Heaven’s joy and Hell are wed
This mystic realm, where souls transgress
A kingdom damned by holiness
And ancient thrones in silence keep
A sanguine Paradise concealed
By shadowed rites and fates revealed
A garden forged in martyr’s tears
Where saints and sinners quell their fears
Here, holy hymns in whispers sound
To trace the lost, the star-cursed ground
The lilies burn like censers bright
Veiled echoes of celestial light
Yet blood and incense thickly rise
A darker psalm to pierce the skies
No sacred dawn shall grace this place
For Eden’s fall hath left its trace
In spectral gleam and dusky mist
Where angels bow, by grief enticed
So wander not through sacred dread
Where Heaven’s joy and Hell are wed
This mystic realm, where souls transgress
A kingdom damned by holiness
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