Unlikely as the bitch gives a birth In a bed agitated with blood From all bearing caskets With knife on the fur of heart gushes pain
By sudden spill of black Sight quickly runs with fire The great purple froths With gold of greed tongue
And there where the forest was Green and healthy ribbon Now drought ravens paddel happily On the diamond undergrowth
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