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

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