Mis-viewed Saints
They wear the white of saints
Stained in blood they have split
While I, eyes wide
Kill you night after timeless night
Limbs shaking in endless fright,
But I have fallen
Wearing that same white.
Stained in blood they have split
While I, eyes wide
Kill you night after timeless night
Limbs shaking in endless fright,
But I have fallen
Wearing that same white.
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