Pacifier

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High tide is taking over,

The sea has come to shore,

As deep as the darkness

Of her Majesty of Night,

High noon has arisen,

And a bright, burning sun

Melts its golden droplets

Upon the barren lands,

High time is almost past,

And the Silent Lady

And the lord of the house

Will see you now, for

Hell’s bells have been rung –

Watch as they echo through the valley,

High note in the distance;

Hide wherever you can,

Hide wherever you wish,

Help will do you no good.

Although one not righteous,

His is the only way left.

Do tell me, friend,

For curious am I:

Is the toll worth the fare?

Well?

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In the name of Eman.

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