Lifeless
"Trust not in iron,
Its skin gnawed by air,
Impurities and rust,
To bend and break,
Its spine so strong,
Yet fate but dust."
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Howl
"The baying of the mob,
Akin to blind devourer,
Well enough to rob,
By sheer spoken power."
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Purge the Taint
In the grim...