Destroyers of false hope
 Celebrating
 In the gloom
 Of the shady room
 Aztec walls of vision
 Dread of non-existence
 So glad in the guilt
 Of our madness
 Destroyers of false hope
 Fiction dogs
 Are starving
 Dancing wings
 Of envy
 Triumphal entry

 Objects of oblivion
 Were in the
 Premonition
 Too young to
 Be old
 Don't need
 To
 Be told
 Before you
 Start outside
 Cursed are the
 Poor in spirit
 Madness in a
 Whisper
 Your soul is left
 To wander
 Triumphal entry

 Below the belt
 Of the beast
 Fiction dogs
 Are starving
 In the gloom
 Of the shady room
 High style
 Immortal spirits
 Its the final solution
 Only solution
 Dancing wings
 Of envy
 Triumphal entry
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 If its no problem
 Then
 Why mention it?