The devil’s chord grinds harshly on the ears
Reverberations letting the heavy anger
settle in the room.
Augmented fourths from f to b
And back again
Diminished fifths.
Played but once, your fate is set
The moment one foot is layed upon the cathedral stoop
The stones pound hard against what could have been your future.
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