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I. This, a final offering, before the clipping of wings. A love like blood, oh anathema. A grey declined to black, oh herem. It means salvation knelt with darkness. II. So it be! So it be! So it be! Ring the bell, close the book, blow out the candle. Douse the sacred sun and find belief caught in fishermen's nets. III. In silence of angels, climbing broken ladders, no ascent, no longer. Salvation has knelt with darkness.
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Aug 10, 2020
Aug 10, 2020 at 8:16 AM UTC
Carlo-C-Gomez
Bell, Book + Candle
I. This, a final offering, before the clipping of wings. A love like blood, oh anathema. A grey declined to black, oh herem. It means salvation knelt with darkness. II. So it be! So it be! So it be! Ring the bell, close the book, blow out the candle. Douse the sacred sun and find belief caught in fishermen's nets. III. In silence of angels, climbing broken ladders, no ascent, no longer. Salvation has knelt with darkness.
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