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Vehement iron’s caress, a strike to quell the thorns’ lament, Hieromant, you bind the nape, where stinging spikes are sent. Chilled by meninges’ frost, at the fourth tier of bone’s decay, Brief, the lethargy of embered shells, in minor lust’s dismay. No growth from sharpened spurs, from oceans bled and torn, Exiled from my deepest core, where anguish is reborn. I dread I never dared to tempt you, in the snarl of fate’s design! The tangle that stirs no neglect, yet binds the exiled mind! In seas unknown, a distant tale of atonement’s heavy toll, A barren plague, unyielding, where certain verbs take hold! Iron’s caress, a hieromant’s decree, in the wasteland’s cruel embrace, No respite from the thorns, in the exile’s wretched trace! Let lethargy of cindered husks, in fleeting passion wane, No surge of growth, no ocean’s breach, from exile’s ventral pain. I fear I never sought to tempt, the snare of tangled will, Yet it permeates, unyielding, where neglect can never still. A remote and steadfast saga, of expiations carved in stone, An untilled wound, where certain words in desolation moan. I dread I never dared to tempt you, in the snarl of fate’s design! The tangle that stirs no neglect, yet binds the exiled mind! In seas unknown, a distant tale of atonement’s heavy toll, A barren plague, unyielding, where certain verbs take hold! Iron’s caress, a hieromant’s decree, in the wasteland’s cruel embrace, No respite from the thorns, in the exile’s wretched trace! Hieromant, your iron’s touch, in the meninges’ frozen tier, A barren plague, a tangled exile, where no redemption nears. From oceans bled to cindered shells, in the wasteland’s grim decree, The thorns endure, the verbs decay, in the hieromant’s eternity.