Intro

The Aphorist

Oftentimes, to win us to our harm
The instruments of darkness tell us truths
To betray is in deepest consequence
Against my murderer, I have failed

A dagger to the mind
Renown and grace is dead
The wine of life is drawn
Drenched natures now lie as in a death

My virtues will plead like angels
And now the time has come
For this to end

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