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Click hereThe broken pain, a window sill
A woman slain, accurs’d and ill
A golden vein , a song surreal
Expressions that mean nothing still
Depravity left unfulfilled
Creating me still wanting still
Creation be of nothing still
Invoking horrid thoughts and scenes
Vivid tales, bloody themes
Silver threads, and golden seams
Woven into all my dreams
Woe to those that know these things
Woe to those that cannot see
I am woe, and woe is me
I have made the overseers
I can make them disappear
Crying out a golden tear
I am Seven made of fear
Speaking things upon def ears
Seeing things that are unclear
Sleeping ‘till my time is near