Source of frustrations so divine
Living through the shallow pools of sanity
Memories unfolding, countless treasures
Lingers on like a virgin's breathe entombed
Mimics and fools with widgets and tools
Toils and troubles on from end to godless end
Never veering through all the chaos
Daughters and Wives are lost in limbo promises
Yearn to thou frail victorious end
When kings and Caesars toast your return
The land of bitter sweet solitude I yearn
Not knowing whose future will be left unearned
Swinging through a labyrinth of sorrow
Bleeding heart, forgotten dreams I succumb
Only with this suffering I fleet in time
To once again repeat the crime
I sing the songs of final reprieve
Of Cold, of damp, of insincere respite
For there is no greater reward in a world so temporary
But the promise in the end, of an Ultimate Victory!
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