Pure malice, I carry
down the sea’s path he buries
Left and right the circle of life
who am I, the forsaken one ???
All according to fate’s line,
Nature’s curse, body of frail
A question he asked, How is hell ?
A dead poet wonders.
Between shadow and flame
Pure malice, I carry
down the sea’s path he buries
Left and right the circle of life
who am I, the forsaken one ???
All according to fate’s line,
Nature’s curse, body of frail
A question he asked, How is hell ?
A dead poet wonders.
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