Jackal, aches for pain beyond me
Bestiality beckons - The anger
A bolt of blazing gold,
lifted from the horizon's edge
Another radiant
"Let me die", I cried as the curtain fell
and I
I grant to you
No privilege of person
No sense
In waiting for..
Waiting for the signs to bring.
The first to
Still alive
all knowing eye
beneath your stream of words
your rapid stream
Outsmart the fever.
And take us farther from.
The killing life in
I tell you here, of all the trust and knowledge
Carry our streams
Lift up our less than elated lives
Transmit our
With each daring new concept
creation and form
one fragment of shelter
from
There never was a night like this
How could there ever
Force of anger, Mordant senseless wrath
Manifold is the Terminus of
Went inside the caves of seven wolves
Felt of the forces
Waiting for the day to end..
The silence came too late.
I
Drenched in the perfume of hell
Impasto of burning oils
forming continents
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