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Baron of Sanwick: The Nameless God
By Dan Shevock
Nameless now, a name forgot
While flesh and bone of man does rot
I’m not that I am and make what is not
Pain to the weak, decay to the strong
Deep in my mote polluting with wrong
To drown you in muck, alluring with song
Into your mind, I’ll boldly dive
And on your soft flesh, I’ll feast and thrive
For I as you die, become more alive
Weep for yourself and cry in your pain
Run all you want, no headway you’ll gain
Your limbs are now mine no matter you strain
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