Dubious to swallow your dung
Smudge the devil is to be blamed
With rage righteous to sustain the strain
But earnestly vitality lacks to warm our brains
As time in it chaise endogenous endorsing the dusk the dawn without end

The courage of the heat on our scale
Lending the will and the strength to our arm given to none
But we Gods that gather waste excrete shame
Wipe wisely sins from the garment akin to us
And dress the devil of a tail and cornets
When the nightmare disrupt our software
Disrepute in dispute with our hardware
The grab is loose the tongue slip with ease
Torn and offended not observant

There is no devil only man reputation is merchantable
A load that lean on our lead slacken our pace wake up or be awakened
Our own mistakes lies like the few when time is due

Here the mirror speaks the truth that stares at us like the sun rising from the east
Ushering owls to the west
Where death digs the sleep deep
Trust the sun lending brilliance to the moon
As the twilight vomits stars far and wide
Rehearse the rehabilitated hypotheses
There is no glare without gloaming.
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