Future Soul

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Crimson and gold ...
Flesh to redeem
Soft falling snowflakes
So cold and unseen

Heart bleeding river
Sword stealing goal
The purpose or pleasure
Of one future soul

The fight so demanding
The end so obscure
Deaths made by planning
By Sun’s light to cure

Dreaming in darkness
Away from the keep
From the oceans of home
And the the heart of the deep

Protoype functions
Fascimile of life
Death is the nature
For the world’s future strife

Finalities calling
In the function of pain
Blood sweetly flowing
For one heart to gain ...

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