From the fury pit, a reek of misery Like a trumpet groan, tornado moan The splendor splits like a golden skin He and the wizards cry like hummingbirds In treasure glows, your weeping wings And a slaughter grins, on a pleasure spike When held on high by the riverside Like a torn-throat child In a jackals hide Cool water dies, vile diamond eyes Silent in flamingo ease Distant in troubled trance Within a whirlpool, we're breaking our backs The tears of the moon The sweat of the sun Sacraficial hearts for a pointing bone with a gorgons head and a coal of skulls they're kindling fires in open wounds pointing bone in a jaguar skin, blood matted mane beacons blaze toward a waning moon
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