In spite of you

In spite of you

A bang in the door, a flash in the night,
cries of madness, claws of blood,
please, oh please, stop it soon.

Hands strike & strike the blow,
a blade on the lap, hands tightly tied,
clocks strike midnight, power poisons the pain,
such, such a shame is going to end.

I will bless my friends,
I will bless my judge,
at last by far the blackest night sets

in spite of you.

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