William Troup

Horsemen

Published on Tue, 5th Aug 2025 at 22:41

by William Troup

Sick, is death, and riven with plagues and preachers toil for life; but wait, famine is drunk on power, and fate. Fallacies prevail with weapons aloft, and heads await on remedies bled; but wait, the conquests are fairly seen, and death unveils his throne, redeemed. Sick, is death, and riven with plagues as preachers open the conquered gates!

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