Fallen from grace,
Offspring of fire,
A river of pain,
Controlled by desire.

Noxious fumes,
Clouding the eyes of the dead,
A disease typhoon,
With a path up ahead.

Eyes flashed with fire,
Spirit of the stars,
A scarlet alligator,
Brings death from afar.

Misfortune controls,
The rain, storms and floods,
Whilst a blizzard brings,
A deluge of mud.

The lure of the sea,
Coaxes you in,
A rainbow serpent,
With a life of sin.

The beautiful Abella,
Fallen from grace,
Faerie, once was,
Now a disgrace.


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