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Putrid stench of dying dreams
Hope enthralled blinded and chained
Feeble light of tormented ages
Prayers at the temple of woe

Iron streams his whip of fury
Forging fates of wanton shades
Fear his master, master his slave
Burns black, the keeper of cages

Caged in walls of wiry hatred
Ever near the shackles of fear
Foaming maws of jagged darkness
Surrounded inside by tempting oblivion