Primal Symphony
He thundered the ivory
Defacing the melody
Lost deep within himself
He focused upon exacting
Icy surgical anguish
His digits stressing past
Mutilated bodies
Of tortured quarry
As silence fell
He inhaled his victory
Jubilant in his bloodbath
Those gathered celebrated
Calling for revelry
Praising the executioner
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