Tonight it will be the winds that get to be renegades, they will whisper siren songs to ride where Viddus rules, and you will grow wary, how something so heavenly can be so infernal isn't this why all the sailors died?
Deceived by a demon in an angel's costume, isn't this why we all die?
My story will be carried by the breeze, lured by its gentle beauty to forever be forgotten at sea, you dare turn your back on me!!! As if these marks on my body were not enough, didn't you see me bleed!!!... you did didn't you, you watched me bleed, as you did him, arms and legs nailed to wood you watched him die, and now you deliver my blood to Pluto for a scribbled epilogue... I am broken...
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