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Explanations For death and for pain we had origins not then came along such a charlatan plot A man of sorrows and contempt he touted his play to rid Man of his most morbid of day Though beauty emerged and hope was wrought a new day was dawning as many had thought But what ending was that so asinine and dark that Essence itself should nail so grisly a mark The knell had tolled the bloodstained curtain fell the tableau was over a wretched farewell Yet Light still was our naïveté made known His purpose revealed cutting to bone What truth is this so odd and so plain that Man is guilty before our breath can strain Our efforts so void our cries so vain yet that Blood gives life for death and for pain |
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