Vintage Vine

Seven and one, open gates! Zero, cancel wild! He who suffers, first berates! Listen, auld to child! Errors of the prophets? By necessity, none. Perfect record, get the fits? Oracle, scion, pun? Ergo, O my time and space! As above, below! Meteor, dark fire, displace. Broken, O my bow... Dread, thy bed. Bend back, bring. Born. Death, thy sacred sand. Dagger, axe, hell, heaven, horn. Doom within all, planned... Falcon, fix sight fast on fate. Coals of wrong to burn. Sight of silver haze, my krait? Venom, how you churn. Furious the strait? Hate? Why? Out and holding on? River, bluegill, is a-sly! Sea-bass, take the pawn! Tallest mountain, reply? Well... Think on that awhile. Hope, accrue? Cast well thy spell: Quill, seek. Gentle, guile. Vine, grow o'er. Hinterland, seethe. Break on cliff, vast wave. He who bereaved last did breathe. Others, foot in grave.