Today is a good day for us to meet, my friend;
no other time would be right for what is meant of right now.
This is the only place that we can meet, my friend;
a hundred year's souls have dusted these walls.
Just the other day, he cast out the poisons heavy in the air.
He was the one whose wrath would be let out, for her to know.
And today, we now honor those dead;
the mundane of their afterlife is timeless -- it simply is.
And here, we will honor those dead;
their rest fading through the smoke wisps and honey Jack -- to peace.
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