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To the Evangelists

Alternate title:Flood, The
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Category
Darker Moods
SectionPoetry for Friends

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Rise in your haughty pulpits, preach with a godly ire!You turn my blood to venom, you turn my soul to fire.Lords of the fading darkness, cursing a crumbling race,This is the bitter gauntlet I hurl into your face:

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