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Solace for a Sinner
I let my religion down
by being a whore myself.
The skies who were previously merciful
were starting to billow with clouds
as grey as ash
before their bellows of my cursed fate
and their bolts to cremate.
So I seek shelter under the roofs of the wise.
by being a whore myself.
The skies who were previously merciful
were starting to billow with clouds
as grey as ash
before their bellows of my cursed fate
and their bolts to cremate.
So I seek shelter under the roofs of the wise.
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