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The evil world


Life would beat to the shackles of sacks And shells of melancholy Tears that smear cheeks unending torment, A tears alone,a shower of cascade In the fragrance of agony And warmth of sorrow. Vanishing faces of earth Mystery falling over clouds Drenched, darkening lightening Boars in velevty smooth cottons Veils of truth crawling in darkness A thousand horn for a thousand tongue Songs and horrific gongs Beating the remains of emptiness Happy souls are traded In dim's eye and blindness Evils in shade of lightening And spilled grease that can't be withdrawn from water Evil is the face of earth Earth is the face of evil Both earth and evil are traded Even the purest truth won't cleanse filth Nor the whitest lie prove innocence Alone man is,to evil be him Alone they shall depart to the shallow spring While earth is in the face of gritting embers
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