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"In the pulsing of the womb Waits the unborn prince of evil: Eyes ablaze with the light of unchained anguish seething Waits and bides timeless time to rip open vibrant stillborn Crying, help me to tear free like the wolf In the night bays hungry. Slides is tongue across grim and greening teeth He moves in the night With shadows, Smiles as friend Touch a lover too He takes him the child to kiss him. There's a curtain coming down over memory And silent, the stage glares empty; And the blood tide, on the bitter shore, Sweeps over the mind till morning. I will never love again I will never ever Love again. "