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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Day Blood (Old English) By R.A Day blood, thou shalt to run into thy building. Building of habbeth, twas once brilling with life, now of extirpation. Day blood, thou shalt to under hood. One’s question of the rain was thy andwyrdan, haust acwellan, thy rain. thy rain is bealuhygdig. thy life is black. Day blood, thou shalt to under hood. Thy place of bodian, of bletsian, and broga. haust acwellan, thy rain. with life, now of extirpation. Cirice, place of cringan. Day blood, thou shalt to under hood. Thy cunnan of red rain, shalt thrive. Building of habbeth, twas once brilling with life, now of extirpation. haust acwellan, thy rain thy rain is bealuhygdig. thy life is black. Day blood, thou shalt to under hood. Day Blood (Modern English) By R.A Day of blood, you shall run into your building. The building, which once shone brightly with life, is now a ruin. Day of blood, you must hide away. The question of the rain was answered: harvest is dead, the rain has killed it. The rain is malicious, your life is dark. Day of blood, you must hide away. A place of preaching, of blessings, and terror. Harvest is dead, the rain has killed it. With life now destroyed, the church is a place of despair. Day of blood, you must hide away. The knowledge of the red rain shall persist. The building, which once shone brightly with life, is now a ruin. Harvest is dead, the rain has killed it. The rain is malicious, your life is dark. Day of blood, you must hide away. 23h Reply
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