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The Mourning Phoenix, Josephine
The Aphotic semblance rises against her face
The king of shame reigns over all
Her Hallows are mine
We are the same, Josephine
Explain to me this sacrificial empathy
Josephine
"I'm living; the slowest way to die"
Hold on, my Josephine, everything you feel, is killing me
"I'm the lacunous lover, I must go to my ashened grave
In death I will lay, every word, every pain
I'm the victim, I can forgive
I can't go on - don't feel their wrath meant for me"
My name was meant for elegies
Not for the Wardens' acrimonies
I can't look at a man without seeing a killer
I must go-
Not for the love of the death
For the fear of life"
My Seraphic Josephine
Through the ashes you will claim victory
Don't you say you must die
Elysia is in your grave
Through the ashes you will claim victory
My Seraphic Josephine
You are The Mourning Phoenix
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