The shining star,and dimming moon,
Your brilliance challenges each other!
We talk like blasphemers,with runes.
You both demand the praise of rather
Unholy bloody deed to mesmerize
The God, who left you past retrieval.
You thought, misdeed will be enow
To fill the wound with merry meadow.
You can obtain the love through lies.
Bewitching self, betraying others.
Your madness shackles you to die
In foul drench.Forgive your father
Who gave you soul,but not the heart
To pump through vessels merciful arcane
Your star, have left,and moon is dead
The ending chosen - it's the holy flame.
Tarot
© Copyright: Антон Заболотский, 2021
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