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Those Who Bear The Mark

a remniscant heartbeat pounding faster

each pulse a step closer to violent death

say your prayers, then be taken

not above but far below



from the womb a bloody foetus

as devil's soldiers or heaven's slaves

the essence of the word forsaken

is, alas, thy waiting fate



there is no god or master

that can take you away from here



ever present fierce and frightening

confronting us all or haunting our dreams

my only hope is that it takes us with it

and erases the memory of all that's redeemed



humanitys fall is the price for creation

developing backwards...back into black

the chance is now to kill the enemy

for he is what you see in the mirror's glass

Those Who Bear The Mark /

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