Betweem Inferno and Paradise
One in the fen,
Another in Iron,
And none for one
When the reins
Of the nine
Are in the fire,
And in that fire
Fir and fern
Rife eons
And none reins
Fin nor roe.
Then the gyrator group rots
In a rotary uproar
As the raptor tugs
Their painful gout.
The rapids spared
Those despairs
And paired with pride
Raise spire to praise.
Another in Iron,
And none for one
When the reins
Of the nine
Are in the fire,
And in that fire
Fir and fern
Rife eons
And none reins
Fin nor roe.
Then the gyrator group rots
In a rotary uproar
As the raptor tugs
Their painful gout.
The rapids spared
Those despairs
And paired with pride
Raise spire to praise.
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