Keep your hollow disposition,
Slave away to false ambition.
I’ve no time for wont contrition,
I shall thrive without permission.
Save my spot in death’s perdition,
Hellfire knows no inhibition.
Hear this haunting premonition:
“Time will seek our demolition.”
I give faith its due position.
Still, I hold one opposition:
Man is bound by sin’s condition.
Hence, I rest in my suspicion.
Balanced minds breed erudition,
Naïve...
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