Unholy sabbath

Our tale begun the seventh sun,
forever well, forever young,
the raspy tunes of poison sung,
and hungry thoughts see logic hung,
begun, begun,
the sex and sun
that clasped the air the fire had hung,
and through the cries the ashes sung:
forever well, forever young.

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