HYMNS OF CHAOS

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Hymns of chaos are all my vocal chords sang, while the blissful sun approached the morning.

All I could feel was ebbing darkness, fading away and carting my hope away with it oh hymns of chaos, sung in sweet harmony !

How your notes blend with the climate of my melancholy!


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