Haze
haze reaping situations unknown
pain sustained, come hither
blood lite soul with your scythe
demise those demolished
on eyes of hills
with which witches clammor
And syntaxes replace strange
Gentle ghouls with hellhounds
Owned by Hades vexed by shame
He who grazes underneath the haze
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