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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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More in MosquitoBytes Volume 03: Ensanguined Quiescence - 2005

Your Messiah

Amaranthine Fetish

When darkness cries
Against the dawn
It will be the day
That you can mourn
For it will be
That I am born
Gods will pray

When winter bares
Her pale frown
I shall take
A thorny crown
That will mean
The gods bow down
To me that day

Well darkness cried upon a morn
I still bare the crown of thorns
For you I wait

© 2005, Mosquitobyte

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