The Dark Squall

I wandered against a black gale of gust That blows down the heavenly misty sky, That escorts an ominous rain of lust, That yelps against the holy heaven’s cry. It cries Blasphemy! Chaos! Death! Terror! It serves nothing but it’s own vile revel; It creeps in the mortal and his error; It hides like the wiles of […]

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