The heavens offered themselves to us, the sun and the moon, her soft flesh, a bucket of chicken, we will always be ignorant, as humans, as beasts, hungry ghosts and spirits, we did what was natural, we consumed, the heavens fueling the day, eat and partake, so much life to live, the waves push forward, on the horizon, the year of the snake, living onwards in god’s memory, each checkmate, so much bread and lamb, so many virgins eaten, the heavens remember, we can only do our part, extend the branch, blood on the walls, hope heaven’s wrath passes over, the river drenched in blood, we are children, but what have we done, the weight of responsibility, an apathetic poet, fueled by fear, hiding within the realm of possibility, please god, give me peace, all we've eaten, our history, broken-head, lifeless puppet, avoiding what he can, so many lead to slaughter, always passing, duck, duck, goose, a spider approaches, so many spirits, our death is sealed, so much sacrifice, and burning demons, hell waits for us, lord knows, we’ll have to pay for all of it…

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