She that must have her own way.
And blood will only appease.
Her dark actions for war.
Erida has come from the stars.
Beyond the fringes of darkness.
With hatred in her soul.
She is jealous of the world.
Dare we listen to her screams?
The unbearable tortures of death?
Poison slithers from her mouth.
The serpent of compleat forgetfullness.
As she coils around the vines.
She takes life away from mortals.
War stands at her feet.
Where love is sliced away.
Erida comes without peace.
Yet she serves a purpose here.
The Furies allow her to slaughter.
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