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Tinctured with superstition
The bonds began to scream
This phantasmal illumination
Revealing aweful things
Sagacious and astonishing
The fiend began to bite
Intoxicated still comsuming
I plucked his eye that night
Caught in duplicity
And egregious acts
I feel not guilty
My sins I've not kept track

Simple retaliation
For the witch's deed
A pen-knife mutilation
The fiend began to bleed
Morning returned reason
Along with remorse
I've committed no treason
To take such a course

The scars soon repair
The pain is fictional
No screams fill the air
Yet the manner is dismal
The spirit of awkwardness
Still lingers in the fog
And soon the state did progress
Until I did smog
The beast that vexed me
I slipped around its neck
A rope tied to a tree
The end of his trek

Hung because of the love
It once shared for me
Now like a black dove
He haunts me eternally
Forever to bear the guilt
My soul in jeopardy
My own grave I have built
Out of agony
I killed the only thing
That was a friend of mine
His spirit perpetually sings
So frightful and divine