Seed of Anathema
A word returning
Dug up from within the mud
Days deeply coded
Burnflare and Flareburn
The words are known but not source
To each their own spark
How goes the cooking?
It has been over 90
Minutes and miles
What if you were God?
What is Anathema's fate?
Answer answers first
You reap what you sow
So you sew what clothes you wear
Wretched, pitiful
Poor, blind and naked
Scattered words make man seem mad
David fooled you once
Do not be fooled twice
Or you will find reversal
In the afterglow
If you touch this flame
The scar will be eternal
But will you still be? (All of this repeats.)
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