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Anathemous

Noone knows my name,
but they all know what I do.
I am here to take the blame
of all those souls in view.

From birth I was groomed
to take this nameless role
The village no longer doomed
to demise by angry troll

The curses of life transferred
insult and agony mine
No respite ‘til I’m interred
bound til then by vine.

A change to form was summoned
Though the rituals remained the same.
My body has been poisoned
The demon’s life to claim.

I am the last Anathema
None will know my name.
This final act in the drama
forever redeems my shame.

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