This is totally mindless drivel. I love it. It makes me feel warm and gooey inside.
Shadows on the blood-stained boards
Cast shadows on the mournings, and flies
In the midst, flee back to your lords!
My legion sleeps, my name does keep
Many a sorrow forgotten at the door
But fly forth! Rise up, let fly yourself!
And on the worldly facets gnaw
Chase the morning back to dark
Deformity sleeps, hide such marks
Two's a problem, three marks madness
A crowd reveals a broken mind
As a flood of water may leave but a mouse
And all left behind in the one head's-house
If none shall hear the tainted tale
Such words are rendered useless
If none shall endeavour to give ease to thine ails
Leave normality, leave them clueless
Never alone shall you be
In all the loneliest places, and places to be
Surrounded with saturating insanity
Surrounded and alone in the crowd
This is whence your mourning came
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