Hora, the black heart


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[1] The whore perverts all things.
What she thinks is love is mere folly,
A folly she passes on to boys that catch her eye.

[2] Hora is the bane of man,
Thief of the soul,
Reaper of the weak.

[3] Naively, she plucks Cyrus’ son
from the pyres, and ruins him –
ruined like all men born of woman.

[4] Hora is the fall of man,
The evil temptress,
The black heart of womanhood.

[5] Blinded, the son of Cyrus is enslaved,
Lost in her false beauty and wicked heart.
He will serve her until the end of time.

[6] Hora is the seed of fancy,
Stealer of sanity,
Phony redeemer of her sex.

From The Book of Cyrus, Songs of the Tioch, ch. 1, verses 1-6

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