I looked, behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed |
Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and bloodWhen blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mudI came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form."Come in," she said,"I'll give you shelter...
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