Loom of the Furies
in the fields i hear, in your art i see, on this long day, in the end though,
at the suns birth, it might be worth, i will be the first, the beginingssweet thirst,
i have learned, to be wrong, to drink water, for pandora knows
how to re begin, one more time again, in the styx I swim, the hungers depth within
Rise first full moon of mine
Pulling from the sun its shine
(I wish collums worked better on blogger)
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I'm glad that you have a hunger deep within, it's the only way to travel this river.
And never forget: rage is thy divine name.
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