Prelude
Plunge your hands into my mire,
So they may come up clean.
Let my filth burn in the fire,
Erase all that you’ve seen.
Embrace innocence you’ve forsaken,
Expel all pain from your soul.
Renounce the oath that we’ve taken,
Allow love to fill the hole.
Cease being a martyr to your hate,
Halt it in its tracks.
Catch yourself ere it’s too late,
Abandon all the black.
Please accept this gift I give.
I shall part, so you may live.
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