Rhyme 0.2

I offer up this last sacrifice
In word and flesh and deed
Against all the professional advice
In this bitter need

If you must require this caustic bend
And through this lens achieve your ends
I gladly say to you I will
Begone upon that hill

My blood sings soft into the night
Listened not by you
In faithless sorrows lack of light
Although I would be true

If you need atonement now
Though I be gone beneath the plow
I offer this relief
You still have your belief

I will sink into the dark
In endless twilight doom
You will go on to within your park
As if I never bloomed

You made me to a better man
More power to your plan
And though I lie in dreamless sleep
I pray to you my soul to keep

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