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Aurora birth, repulsive, horrid, bloody
Cradle of moss, moist with rain and red
Fog would leave his newborn, naked body
Blood would lead the wolves right to his bed
Formed into a man by mist, by shadows
Castigated by the darkest night
Hungry wild cats, nightowls, vicious crows
All are teachers, bravery and fright
Raised to be the master of the wild
Raised to be the Lord and the Collector
The frightened, shrieking, godforsaken child
Became a meld of terror and protector
Gaze into his evil, darkened life
Watch the cruelty, behold his eyes!
In his judgment; scandals, filth and strife
In his story; truth and scabrous lies
Light will run for silent, gloomy darkness
In the cold of moonlight all is pale
Man will turn to dust in final chapters
Night will close the horrifying tale
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