the lizard circle

the lizard circle takes a name
uncouth uncut for holy game
i know once lost will not regain,   nor torchlight end
                                      mine eye comply

touch stone upon the sulphur core
if quoth a raven "never", more
or lessing cost the hidden door,   let raining rend
                                      thy sinking sky

the night was young before she grew
a lizard's crown of scale for you
before the toll of life's curfew,   the dark amends
                                      dry blinded eyes

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