Eternal grins stretched full in bend of circled gaze
Engraved and sketched each point connects
With no lit eyes in existing phase
Nine sided effect inset a dark recess
All shadows dance and fall in place
Completing features in seeking quest
Locking in a shocking shape of face
Mocking all in sight and greeting less
Lest the laughter cease to spite and chase
Voices within each mind are blindly pressed
Echoes of none will no mouths escape
Yet whispers to some are come as guest
Sanctioned in dark accord
This council of wiser lords
Beheaded in their blasphemy
Wedded to the last to be
And in shadows joined with
A new sacrilege gift
A crown to wisest lord
Laid silent with his sword
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