Spiritory
Lips kiss and whisper
Transmute our power
Create windless tunnels
Tornado of faith
Blizzard of hate
Summer of love
Signal decay
Tell me it is the end
And I have gone too far
Autumn has begun
An eclipse revealing
our black star.
Divulge the truth
Her Transpiration
Explodes the sun.
Cold winter
exists within
unsaid words
we are destined
To rule our worlds
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