Open the view of yet another moat:
The tale from sowers of scandal, the tale from sowers of schism
Is the tale from wounds and blood

Thru black air comes along a smooth tongued talker
With his tongue hacked from his throat

There's a headless trunk that keeps running
By the hair it swings the severed head
Sower of scandal, doomed to bear his brain cleft from the trunk

Sowers of schism ripped open from chin to breast
The measure of the offence is measured to the offender

Sowers of schism ripped open from chin to breast
The measure of the offence is measured to the offender

Sowers of schism ripped open from chin to breast

Breast split open, face split open !

See how I rend myself !

Vexilla regis prodeunt inferni


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