"Trouble amongst trouble"
You can run to the hills for safety, but whom
Shall be, and thy plead your soul to escape who
Who can hear you ? Not even the hollow walls
that in close around you. Dancing has become
Trembling, happiness has become unimaginable
horror and who can take that which was spoiled
once and spoil it twice. As clouds give rain to
replenish nature, so does fear give anguish to
Replenish death, why stare into the abyss ?
do not mysterious things have privacy ? if you
drink wine you stumble, if you meditate your a
lost for words. "Come "Come" all ye who live
Amongst the swine, and yet you turn to the left
there is nothing you turn to the right there is
nothing, but you refuse to look up, when the
sword is swung and the horse is fierce, you flee
to Jericho but where is Jericho ? An unknown
place in your mind ? even dogs take action
agaisnt being provoked. As the sound of a
thousand horses takes away one's breath, so
does your heart faint because of fear, the
fountain of life has become a fountain of blood,
loving arms has become a stone to kick against
and when I finally arose from my sleep sweating
in convulsive anger I saw one thing "Fear".
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