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Snakes of Pain
Spirits in the rainbow,
tears in the rain.
How can thee not know
the joys of love,
the Snakes of Pain?
Brave chariot of Helios,
flying overhead
the unruly chaos.
How dost thou see,
the Waste of Dead?
Cold hearted Selene,
you rule at night.
Bleeding them clean
in endless battles,
But is it right?
Spirits in the rainbow,
tears in the rain.
How can thee not know
the joys of love,
and Snakes of Pain?
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