"winding fury in half-light morning
desert winds of jezebel, home again
she will drape the jewels from your praying hands
entice you to the flawlessness of her homeland..."Even Now
"and in the morning
after years have passed
it seems
oh even now to overwhelm me..."How It Came to Be This Way
"when candles and incense are not enough
to dispel the death i die every day
when an alter cloth over my wounds
cannot stop the bleeding..."|
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