Wanderer in Circe’s cave
A crimson path led me to delusional arts,
The swing of justice hoaxed me,
As human tortured their faith in gyves
To welcome torched Justice to vacancy.
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A crimson path led me to delusional arts,
The swing of justice hoaxed me,
As human tortured their faith in gyves
To welcome torched Justice to vacancy.
Thy couch - theurgy, panoply - art.
Tell, prophecy’s curse or merit?
Or prophesier’s metamorphosis int’ archer?
In names of whose mourns thou hear.