over the netherworld
a vivid possession
our wildest breed,
a new religion inception
spewing its curse,
into their world
at the gust of the wind
and through this city
rooftops
I disclaim thee
I proclaim thee
my ghosts,
dwelling in all emptiness
and marvelous imperfections
- free us now
free us now from their corrupted tales
and rejections
your
deceiver's army
in me
revolt, now will beget it
eagerly
into the hideous
and profane again
the tempestuous
anger
is here
and it's already began
it's impure dance,
under their contempt
unheeded
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