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Child SaintVirgin born, virgin slain, a holy vessel sentOn gilded wings to save the sins of human indiscretion Ushered through life in a cloak of mysticism Eyes sown blind to the pentagram A martyr for faith and restraint The curse of the child saint Child saint License and luxury, the tethers that fray Fruit forbidden left to rot in vats of prohibition Cutting a swathe of rampant procelytism Blindly fulfilling a destiny The mark of rebirth as his taint Accursed, the child saint Child saint A sinner in chains, for all the pain Is richer still than a child saint |