We morn with, not without
The losses with which we bury
A loan to a slave
As bitter end has to prey
Upon our souls
In tempers ferocious
Lest the eye lift
Before the rye
Also an emptiness machine
Jul 7, 2025
Jul 7, 2025 at 5:18 PM UTC
We morn with, not without
The losses with which we bury
A loan to a slave
As bitter end has to prey
Upon our souls
In tempers ferocious
Lest the eye lift
Before the rye
Also an emptiness machine