Impending Embolism

[00:00.16] With fervid vocility we have perused
[00:03.70] Through centuries of countless bethumbed volumes
[00:05.57] Finding little solace for our plight
[00:08.33] With absolute bodily quiescence
[00:11.00] We have pondered
[00:12.87] While earthenware pots are shattered and scattered
[00:15.55] And hanging plants mournfully wilt and waste away
[00:19.12] Encrusted ghouls once loved and cherished
[00:21.80] Fortress and shield razed in absolute defeat
[00:25.45] Pining away in curious conflagration
[00:29.01] But this I call to mind and therefore
[00:33.67] I have hope...
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