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One that is closed in time is going slow
He'll choose to climb aboard
Thru wind, with vision of storm
Calling is drunk and breathe before you're down
Fear with a shine, most needed to ignite
Stowaway hides with stories in his mind
Dark stench of letter in blood
As ghost, to throw them overboard
Regarding my plague I jumped into the storm
Alluded again, the slaughter of men
Ariel is past and Jane devours me fast
He'll choose to go even more
Far more, into the south
Waters that flow, entangle our minds
Thrown into arms, of waterfall white
look all of the lights
that eye that oppose as a child
all in all she was there alive
she'll be sure to say,
why?
it's round and full of our crimes
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Acting as ghosts and many of us are
Hearing continues in the nuance of sorting
Solicitations to secure what he'll say
I feel it was someone she could not believe him
Regardless of strain in the end doesn’t he smile?
I wish I could pine, to pour in, to live it
That's right, you and me, in your, together
Solicitation we live under God
I will repent before or on my funeral
Turnaround and stare, the form that she knew
Enhancing displacement the hallmark of believer
Telling you why and pressing your spine
I will be glad to offer and reach out
That's right, you and me, in mine, fire
Look into the eye, of lovers
Look into the eye, of his
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When sandstone kisses your mouth
I see those growing fires
Witnesses of the eye are crawling out
She performs and there she opens to say, I am on my way
Give me some of that funeral pyre
Take me out with calling names
Old past is filled with future rites
The witness and a howling place this is, I'm a little bit dead
Add forms as fuel to fire
Let the taste add unfinished form
Then expose that foolish actor
watch out, watch out
When sandstone kisses your mouth
I see those growing fires
Witnesses of the eye are crawling out
She performs and there she opens to say, I am on my way
Fellow christ on a fire torchlight
Tormented voice on a howling river
We escaped with a haul of laughter
Then sink in an ever growing sea this is, getting someone to frown upon, it's us
Add forms as fuel to fire
Let the taste add unfinished form
Then expose that foolish actor
watch out, watch out
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Tighten till tight
Hold my fingers crossed
Hold my legs beneath your face -
and no death was close
And the foal that was sold
And the foal that was cold
All right I said
Glad it is a girl
Hope she is a fool
Beauty and a fool
And I know cause I've been there
Seen and done that too
Her eyes flashed around in the crimson room
Hold my belief
Hold before they close
Travel thru time
Party has begun
People would go and went
Arrived and made an attempt
I was on my way
Getting roaring drunk
Descended these steps
Thru garden and about
When I was here last
I tore my gown indeed
Somebody told me that he killed a man once
You don't look interested
Laughed and turned to me
They simply force their way
Too polite to object
He wanted nothing less
That she never did
Trouble on the road
Was she really killed?
You'd better come home
He turned back eagerly
I walked away and left
Left him standing there
In the moonlight watching over nothing
Care carelessness
Their carelessness
He threw dust
Deserved no praise
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Sold your bribe for a coldest drink
If you thought, now we both go to sleep
I see, the rose cry
Keep you out and he’ll keep you in
Don’t look back, it revolves around soul
What a fool is this soul blind
O Hear him out, as his voice is blue
Come along, advice that was right
About the one and the only
Cotton Rose the unworldly thing
Assertions will become more violent
But the thought, it will flourish
us Of some, red hands, this warm wind that is blowing
into night, where spoon of red is waiting
from right, two eyes, embroiled in its whiteness
free, to sat them in the circle
Hold, I, want to see your laughter
Hold her down, hold her down, hold her collar strong
But the voice soft keeps you going slow
It keeps you going on
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River is cold and old, that place where memories and thoughts are bold.
Soon you fly within your sky, grinning at the wall and breaching your soul
Rise between night I will be day, close my fowl in a lie beneath shame
Turning to dust witness of lust, teaching you hundred ways of our musk
I'll find you a path thru a memory hall, dreamers of men are starting a brawl
Vinous red line and sickness was brought, there was a mistress of time the old
Ride between clay and hair seems tied, I would be glad to offer a ride
Sickness in mind man of light, sawn your face in the summer of night
I'll find you a path thru a memory hall, dreamers of men are starting a brawl
Look left-right, look right and left, so it doesn’t look like a theft
3 against 4 there’s noise at the door, I think it is the mistress
Say left-right, say alright, so it doesn’t sound like a suicide
4 against 4 there is no one at the door, I was sure it was the mistress
Look left-right, look right and left, so it doesn’t look like a theft
Vinous red, Vinous red, all around your bed
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