Weep
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Dust and ashes
leeches and locusts
every place
feeds on what it
produces, with this they live
An angel descended
and shouted:
what you have
is what you deserve
Cry with tears
of blood and fire
beg with a voice
that ends in a death rattle!
Guardian where is
your post?
Listen carefully
the wind's roar
feel the anouncement
hiding inside it:
earth to earth
blood on blood
death on death
the phial of wrath is open
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