「005: DESPOTISM」

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TIDE BE TIME THAT CEASE TO CEASE;
Lest it aberate; alas —
Aberate it shall, for no friend nor foe shall endure.

HALLOWED BE

THY NAME

Inconspicuous deception
kept under veil; beneath —
A sheen of false sacrosanctity.
Pursuing forsaken enigmas,
deep into the tempestuous deep;
Invoking rowels wielded by the bleakest of storms.
A biting gale; a frigid calm amongst the detritus.
Endure, spoke the seafarers, raw peril flickering in their gazes.
Coarse words tumbling from frostbitten lips,
only to be drowned out by the siren's heart-wrenching wails.

Quarried from the cragged depths of the Forbidden;
A brambly gloom afoot the unforgiving seafoam.
Suffer, spoke the soul of the Mariner.
Lost at sea; sea at last...
An eerily verisimilitudinous macabre.

ACCURSED BE

THY FAITH

Hallowed be the oaken; quite the feudal air.
Behold the astrakhan tapestry of Lazarus;
Bearing a Delphian prophecy.

Foreboding yet unheeded, giving way to egregious catastrophe;
That of which is unrelentingly spurned by the aristocrat's myrmidons.

Indolence be thy sin; alas —
Repent thou shan't.
Bliss be thy gift, for bliss ignorance is.

Behold; the Tyranny of Humanity,
that of which befits the ruled who rules the ruled.
Behold the sands of time; that of which remains sparse.

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