as you realize with each passing day,
the tragedies that float by...
the cries of sorrow.
the tears of fear.
pain surrounds our fortress...
as each being dwells in misery,
a victory dance takes place...
as misery takes place,
the music gets louder...
she begs, she pleads.
her voice is swallowed.
the music's too loud,
the dance more captivating...
a victory takes place...
the victory of death.
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