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HeraldLook at me, your misfortune in the fleshYour infected beliefs created me And sealed your only way out Where did it lead you? Among fears and hopes of every silent mortal soul Controlled, abused Broken and bruised Like puppets, discarded toys You distort and twist Behold my majesty Revel your absurdity For I am the shrine A herald born on the thirteenth hour The first and last you shall see A seamless circulation Your past will dawn again An era of misery A species obsolete An anguished defeat Your mask is but a thin veil It fails to hide the hatred The griefs of the weak They sustain me eternally Realization Behind that rotted piety Free within a dream A prisoner of reality Convinced by psalms of magic Misled by false ideals |