"May the harvest be full and the harvesters burned,
May the bastards be set upon the edge.
May the scions be lifted and the grieved condemned,
May the lords be cast into their thrones.
Alas the day is here, woe; woe to us all!
Cover your eyes, shield your old!
Bite down and let not your tongue be loosened!
Bite down, down, down.
And may the red set us free."
Started with the feeling of being lost, gave in to the mess halfway through, ended with something that isn't half bad.
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