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Snatch From The Jaws Of Death

In fear my life is shaped,
To tremble when to stand
‘Cause the dark my mind communes
Knowing bread and wine of lies

Season’s lost in the dark track,
Journeying in a constant pit,
Bounded by the laws of lust
And pinned by fear and foolery

Just as the dark will consume-
Me, light consummated me.
For the strange end that is seen,
My heart shrinks and weeps for joy.

Beautiful is the light’s path,
Transparent and sound in court
What a heart of tarred lanes gained
Knowing peace like none ever

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