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Flowers for the God .

Sopor Aeternus

His lips
Soft like powder
And cold, so cold as snow
Mingled with the dust we feel
Like Babylon was doomed to fall
Like whores brought plaque
To Kings and realms
Time brought us death, decay
And Hell...

("TILL TIME AND TIMES ARE DONE").






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