On good intentions we tread

To Gehenna we head
On good intentions we tread

Darkness of Lake we draw
Pull of beauty and awe

Sheol blinds the might
As caught up in the right

Dizzying spirit and clout
Pugilistic battle in doubt

Muddling through the caste
Tower deepening the mast

Greying sinew and muscle
Beaten down tragic the hustle

Flowing prose and verse
To sleep is the rehearse

Each note spells tragedy
Each harm flows melody

* featured image from truthsword.net

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