THE LAST RETURN OF THE SOUL.

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THE SAME ONE, LOOKS LIKE, 
DECEIT OF THE TRULY PARDON, 
WANTED TO BE ANOTHER SHOULDER, 
IN THE WARMLY WATERS OF THE DEAD SEA. 
WISHED TO BE THE PALM, THAT REST ON THE TRAPEZIUM. 
CHALLENGE ALEXANDRIA…MANIPULATION. 
ROUGHLY STREAM OF THE RIVER, 
MASTER OF PERSUASION. IN WHO YOU TRUST?, 
IN THE BLACK BEING WHITE!, 
FRAUDS OF GRAYLY MADNESS, 
SHOWERED BY CRUELTY LIES. 
VENICE’S MASKS, 
BELLY DANCE…LUCRECIA’S VENOM. 
HIDDEN CHALICE SPARKED BY SILVER AND GOLD. 
FILLED BY WHITE SACRIFICES, 
BREATHLESS DEATH, WITH NO TONGUE, 
AS A PEACOCK DRESSED. GLANCES, 
THE LAST EYE OF THE FEDER, MIRROWS LESS. 
ANYWAY, ONE MORE BY FOUR, 
AND THREE MORE FOR THE CAT. 
WAS THE THOUGHT OF THE MENTAL NULL. 
SIX HUNDRED SEVENTY TWO EXCUSES, GLANCED YOU.
TO KEEP CONSPIRING, I CAN EVIL STI. 
USELESS, SERVANT OF SHAMY GOD. 
THE REST OF THE YEARS, 
HEARING NOT THE ALIVES, LISTEN NOT THE DEADS, 
EVEN NOT, THE PURGATORY ONES. 
MY FAULTY ROSARY BEADS. 
LEAVED THE BLOOD FLOWS, 
BY TRENDS OF MANY FLOODS, 
DRYING A THOUSAND ROOTS, 
BURNT AS DROUGHTLY CANE. 
GLANCING THE WHITELY CROSS, 
IN A CLEAR AND NEWLY SKY. LOOKED BEHIND, 
MARKED WAS THE DOOR, 
WITH THE RED STAIN OF THE LAMB. 
CENACULE, WAKING TWELVE, 
TWENTY FOUR SHOULDERS BEHIND A PLOT. 
DARKEST THOUGHT, ENVY OF HIS GUIDE, 
BETRAYING THE SPELLS OF GOD, 
THE SPIRIT DIED, 
WAITING, THE FOURTH RETURN OF THE SOUL. 
THE LIGHT, THE TRULY PARDON, 
THE NEW LIFE, THE WORD RESURECTION. 
THE MESSAGE OF HIS PASSION...LOVE.