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A dagger bathed in blackest stain, Relates to all the world its pain. From creature who is now no more, The latter does the taught abhor.
Dead on the field lie ten soldiers in white. Felled by three eyes that were black as the night.
An endless sea of yellow grain; holding those who die in vain. A life is rare to see through here; yet denizens hold little fear. A hot wind blows beneath the sun; wait ‘till night before you run. A cold wind blows beneath the moon; hurry for the fire comes soon.
Tiny beast of love devoid Stalking kill will group avoid Of my body, I make my home. A place where guests wish not to roam.
Tattered panes of use subsiding Sequestered hall all kinds residing That sought to gain succeed in finding Makes straight the path for roads unwinding
A dagger bathed in blackest stain, Relates to all the world its pain. From creature who is now no more, The latter does the taught abhor.