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Nepenthe
Washed upon this Plutonian shore; was I,
cast away to roam the bowels of this vast dark tomb,
where curdling screams pierce the ebony veil of Satan's lair,
and acrid smoke both ominous and inviting fills my nose.
Here where I'm doomed, and even God...
cast away to roam the bowels of this vast dark tomb,
where curdling screams pierce the ebony veil of Satan's lair,
and acrid smoke both ominous and inviting fills my nose.
Here where I'm doomed, and even God...
