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This unrelenting moon of sorrow
That one Day’s wake , shall be of not ,
I shall not care , the dreams of morrow -
Nor Inearth’s cold , nor tears once hot …
I shall not care of sin nor pain
Nor that of Death’s undying lair ,
All Creation’s unjust bane -
Cannot find me there …
There within the dark of black
Immured in Prior’s peaceful birth ,
Nothingness shall rend my thrall -
Of Lucid worth …
The constant , endless , dearth of being
As Thanatos , fed me Death ,
I shall not care of Bludgeoning's moon
Nor Edenic’s , kiss of breath …
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... (music so beautiful at 2:29 mark)
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ongoing -16 lines from over 1000 line poem (In Dying`s Death)
ongoing -16 lines from over 1000 line poem (In Dying`s Death)