They lay
Nine bloodied owls
Their knowledge now unfurls
In their pools of crimson wisdom
Now never shall they grace nocturnal skies

Arise
Self-thought despised
For knowledge now unclean
And not welcome outside a dream
This action has destroyed your life surmised



no suicides, please
your thoughts, we can appease
no suicides, we beg
for your lifeless forms, we dread
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