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Try for me

Devour your fears now

They are empty, alone, false.

Merging with fire

My soul, helpless and torn

Painting blind portraits

With grievance and sorrow

Burning my soul

Tainted with grief

More thoughts built in suffering now

The hour penitent sorrow, nothing could breach

Our torn sins forgotten in hours

Is this god in his immensity now

A cross

An avil

Real lies in his mercyless divinity?

The most grievial sorrow awaits

Over weeping ashes

Alone... alone