Then I will **** the Sun

Crying as the babies fall

Because they want to fall and die

Before life exposes the hardship

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In which the river flows fluids of
Celestial pestilence
Overcoming my flu of atrocity
Thus far had been so strong
Limping with chaos the shouting drowns out
And I only hear the slightest drops of life
While I only see blackness
Dark spirit take unto my deepest sympathy
Show merciless agony
Overtake the bird chirp and whistle chant
May I cry for thee
But only for a while
Then I shall go and make no love
But go as preacher of false kind
Go as nothing but myself
Cry because it is myself
That kills all birds and whistles