The bloody city,
Sheds her own.
All her abominations,
Are known.
Guilty.
Defiled by the idols within.
Yes dear Lord,
She must pay for her sin.
Perverting,
Corrupting.
She lies to her shame.
Her days draw near,
Her years will end.
A mockery to all,
As she falls,
My friends.
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Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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