With Conspicuous Eyes

Blaspheme burns where the fowl bone mends
Particularly if it's aided by the wicked of hand
Banish by their sights with conspicuous eyes
Confirmed by the whispers within their various lies

Smite thy hand with feather and bow
Beneath the dusk of the fallen snow
Engaging thy stars with their radiant lights
To only dwell beneath the heavens
Bathing in eternal night

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