Rouse Me Red

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Foaming sea of rage red blood

Bubbling and frothy moans in the vein

Racing like a roaring bull

Charging like a light brigade

To raze and rent asunder sentiment

Cheap meant

Intention slithers off lying tongues

That acrobat

To wield advantage false

Like a weapon to strike

Me down dead

 

But I am easily roused

To new life

With this power surging

Urging me up and bold again

Like the serpent

I can shed my skin

And last to the end of your eternity

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