Come death, or dearling
the claws of the raven hold fast
Enticed and starving
a lustful revenge to the last
Unlight flood the seeker's eye
Come flame or false hope
gifted in spirit as I
Forced upon freedom
Let impulse nor stillness be spared
Fierce tidal tandrum
nourishing rapture within
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