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The Fall of the Damned
Painting by Peter Paul Rubens, 1620
The Final Five
Faint longing for the soul that wanders,
The desire to own, consume, carousal in thunders
Make me whole, for I lay forgotten…
Foes and silent foreboding in the gales tonight
The soul quietly ascends the feared contrapasso,
Quinque, I see the dark and I become it slowly
Perishes, thy lust for light?
Lucid, quick! A knock on the door…
Carry me, quattuor, relinquish t'me eternity!
Greet, tribus, a feeble sigh,
Paling, the ashes of the once magnificent
Duo – breathe now, a feeble kiss
Reticent, thy inferno, close the gates and revel
Immaculatos, Unum– the mortal I.