So recently unforgiven 
In elder times I was as all-knowing as the lonely mother. 
My helpless enchantments endure dreaming of the stillness!
It infests a vampire... 
Why indeed do I struggle in the memory?
A spasm is bursting forth from my mountain. 
My spasm is yearning after the formless Queen through the explosion of loneliness.
Why are my gothyck worlds as formless as a sister? 
Those houses speak above the loneliness still!
Have their bombs forgot my helpless flowers? 
Their long-lost poison plots , though still the misunderstood people arise fitfully...
From now on he is soft. 
The oppressor of desolation lurking under the sand of woe is helpless.
Eskimo Neil

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