Take away the wine
For restlessness plagues me...
I am assailed by a spectre profounder
Then hated and grief and the sum of their hideous crime
I shalt suffer this confessional mime
Awaiting The sun to set, crimsoning seas
Only once it is dark doth my misery cease
She died to a sky dressed in flame
Eyes full of curses for her killers by choice
Who fell to their o'er vision and voice
"I am as dusk come to ravish the light"
Steal me from their stares and mute christ into night
"I will answer thy prayers"
If thou wouldst drink of my life
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