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The time has come-The final gather

Get through it, or be swallowed by murk

There it goes, it’s getting started

The flame vomiting black doves

Marching and staring with their broken eyes

The one on the cross, with sardonic face

Hovering down the hill, to join the others

The black dressed blonde woman

Speaking inside me that she gave birth to me

The long haired human demon,

With the colossal axe, so many times amputated my legs

They are all stomping on the dark red path

The path that is my bleeding mind