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She speaks of stars that she has never seen

A world she doesn't know

A gilded tongue is no replacement

For knowledge made of gold

Trying to earn her spot among the universe

To escape her decay

A lost soul among a million others

Fighting for the light of day

The listener looks down upon her in disgust

In a flash of light she turns back into dust

The child wilts as the mother weeps

A stony gaze upon those who will speak

Deeper still instilling dread

We cannot hear what is said

Mist surrounds each case that's pled

As they petition the dead

Drag yourself across the rot and decay, my child

Stand before me, tell your story undefiled

Sacrifice your tongue to she who devours us all

Cast your soul into the void of the life ending call