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Images have danced
Pictures have entranced...
This tunnel so dark
I can't see the end...
Sit down next to me
My angel with scabbed wings...
Stick to your guns
Silver bullet special...
The nightfall wrapped in silence
Falls upon frost bitten rose hill...
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Static in the marrow of the hive
Thousand tongues all fighting to survive...
We forget the shapes of our banners
Have been sewn from skin...
Blue sky
cerulean calm...
unit, nine,
status, active...
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On his body we built this city |
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He left this world in slumber |
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He slipped away from this world |