spinning voracious spools
Fill a void with empty toys
PANGS OF ENVY - Gateway Part II
Hunting prey for selfish pleasure
No bounds of lust will measure
In moments that quickly fade
The sin of the moment can't confine
An emptiness you can't define
The state of carnal feature
What you can't have you'll take
PAROXYSM OF WRATH - Gateway Part III
The ferocious scourge with caustic scorn
Apogee reached, enraged and torn
In his tenebrous misguided state
Permeate with darkness, thrust forth irate
The turpitude of compassion
Rancor permeates in wan fashion
To pour the vials of wrath of this age
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