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Song of the bloodshot moon

Robed in gems

of holy stars

the moon harmonised

an ancient melody

proposing eternal love

to an angel maid.

At the reverb

of mystic notes

a fire monster roared.

He cursed, he spat and devoured

the lord, anointed king.

Crimson oozed on silver

to mar a bridal dawn.

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