Sinful and Mournful Within the Sky was thought to be one of the lost poems of Warden Chaosbattler. But then he found it. It was right where he left it.

Sinful and Mournful Within the Sky

Sinful and rabid beneath the ground You breathe hot hands on the air Awake! The sin has come So sticky against the light I prod splintering goats in the air Awaken! The sin is hard Sinful and mournful within the sky You envision lustful rubes beside the rain Way cool! The King is gone open-eyed alive trying to recall memories of water Under what skies the traveller unlearn his past before help could come