To The Things Done In Vain
To the things done in vain
Such atrocities are the disdain
How petty of any man is pondered
To have left comfort or wandered
Fellow foul want not participate
In the undying sadness sealed in their fate
Untested eyes for the weary fiend
Surpassing fire waiting to be careened
Till neigh instead unrest shall haunt
With manner of self loathe for them to taunt
Such atrocities are the disdain
How petty of any man is pondered
To have left comfort or wandered
Fellow foul want not participate
In the undying sadness sealed in their fate
Untested eyes for the weary fiend
Surpassing fire waiting to be careened
Till neigh instead unrest shall haunt
With manner of self loathe for them to taunt
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