I see the cadence
Random but altogether clear
This scorn was never mine
Though it's all that I hold dear
Futile charity, holy promises
I dream it all away
This consequence is yours to keep
I shun it all away
Stone, buried, asunder
I burn stale fever running high
Clawing at my skin
The temple the wraith has had its say
In the bright transparent light
Stone, buried, asunder
And I define a wanton cold
And I decline the patterns of old
You will never defeat
The cadence sublime
Stone, buried, asunder
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