Watched the whole corrupted thing go up in blasphemous flame – pained me to see it, yet deserving he was indeed

A pained damned miracle-man with a painstaking plan, to burn this timber-work-framed silhouette place to absolute smithereens

Pristinely lit match, hatched one mother-fucking haphazard aside wrongfully awry plan

And his robotically-inclined heart skipped a tremendous beat

No feat so suddenly unjustifiable
As perhaps having to witness your very own family

Burn rather gladly,
right at the detrimental stake

Forsake me not,
for all that we ever did…

Was to stand and keep forever snide-eyed aside putridly silent watch

And, now, we spend our days paying for these three wayward sins

Which he did not mean to commit

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