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Introducing a crude gambit

With vespers I vie to vanquish

Shackles of abuse, the bandit

Devil, stealing my life. He transits...

Through my solitude like a black moon

His face disfigured by the vapor loom

Obscuring the world like an eclipse

Tragic is the gimmicks, gothic is the Physics

But I want the smoke, though not the kind that sickens

I stride forth with pitchfork and sickle

Foreshadowed in light of a dark epistle

Straight from the book that fate had written

I cast a die on graven decks

Murder! A flock of crows eject

Sixes reflect the hex

The devil pays the debts

Completing an epic death