Pride’s Pyral

One knows when it comes to take it,

when one had enough to fake it.

All false words behested,

and the base washed off and shaken.

Bygone the pride, now chasing

here comes pride’s pyral

None escape it.

And then burned the darkest pyre,

some did whisper, some dear cried.

Fear of sins they tried to hide

but they too will be mortified.

Bemoan your days of wasting

here comes pride’s pyral

no escaping.

Now when you see the fire burning

you hoped that demon never rose.

Holding sticks you used to poke with,

will now ignite your death fire.

Be quiet and let just face it

you had your time to fake it.

Here comes pride’s pyral

your pride be wasted.

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