Hear O Heart
Know you this
Whilst spectres
dance
Round about us
Laying waste
To forgotten dreams,
Their feed and fodder
Is that which we allow
Tho succulent be
The spectres gifts
They taste of lies
they droolof death
Both
They give
To us
In guise,
The sacred feast
But
You
O soul
Taste His body
Drink Hid blood
Feel it course
Deep and deeper.
Be this
your way
you are
Marked
Engraced
By blood
And body free.
With this
Sweet grace
My soul
My heart
Keep safe
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