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Seduced
Rage! Rage! This angst, oozing from yawning deep, Render to numbness, silent cornered weep, Iniquitous decrees, when lulled to sleep, Seduced by dybbuks, only vice to reap, At impasse is reason in chaotic sneap, Battle! Battle! Wrought courage to muster, Nerves, sinews and pulse to not surrender, Unto Death's embrace, believe, relive valour, Cease the recreants who plunder honour, Justitia unfold, raise sword, discard scales, They excorcise a conjuring of wrongs - Your wimp giants with their death-laden stales, Who snatch, stuff, snuff, the hapless teeming throngs. Bitter! Bitter! This death that lives in me, Caged in dreaded mirrors, life dies in me, ‘Creep' - deep in my grey with seductive glee, That heaven-flash, garden-lie, cursed harmony, Sexed this soul, fervent red and sensory, That ransom rush of crimson redemption, Flesh sunk spirits misrender the Passion, To quell the knell of that culmination, Scrolls, religiosity and rendition, For power, for heat, in false absolution, And this death-row of bliss to deathless role, Into eternal licking tongues since old, All and I heedless to that Sword and scold, Then brazen doors to pleas of curse served soul.
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