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Lucifer's Almanac - 1. Chapter 1
I hear the cries of souls
wrenched from tortured bonds
of corporeal existence as they pass
into their final season
No fragrant blossoms greet those
whose grievous sins
bring them to my realm
to wither without the rain
Hope dies in the scorching heat
where nothing is found to
quench the insufferable thirst of
an unending summer’s furnace
Where once refreshing breezes blew
are shivering whispers of falling leaves
as trees shed their colorful cloaks
Leaving them naked under cold gray skies
On the desolate dark plains I watch
my kingdom freeze over
laughing at those who dared to prophesize
realizing the time is nigh
Cries of desperate souls beg
for impossible salvation; they are
mine to rule with molten chains and shackles
binding them for an eternal season
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