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Burning glances nocturnal devotions |
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awaken the dreaming dead bereft |
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of vengeance and in the horizon |
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wraith of a messianic failure |
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false visions moons waning |
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pantheon of obsidian seraphim. |
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Wringing my hands drowns your blessing. |
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A monument to heavens a silhouette |
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of the tired is death the only |
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doorway or just an infinite |
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ending questions and contradictions |
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your sewn mouth secrets I've had all |
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I can stomach my apathy |
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has blinded me casting |
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my failures to the wind |
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and still death waits |
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above and below me on the wane |
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this intention lies broken shadows |
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wringing my hands drowns your |
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blessing and so it rained fire in light |
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of my reason what have I done |
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to deserve this and so we wept |
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and so we wept and so we wept |
