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The Wind will brush your cheek so take it in,
Its the last thing before a rush of heat breaking skin,
Grab your spirit as it yells.
Incoherent ring the bell,
Fierce its all fears that cling to your smell.
Verse 1.
Mission abandon, no, no withdraw rampant,
claws to the cause with advancement,
Everywhere I see these raw phantoms,
it's no distractions, but it's difficult.
get savage but first get critical,
they got the advantage so with me is a thirst for new pinnacles,
ravens sight on lock swift
meditation to fight the apocalypse
taken in, daylight is dropped in wings
it's just the wind, maybe it's not a trick.
Chorus.
Verse 2.
Forgotten in the forest, often people ignore us,
rotten full of gore rushing through each sense & nothings too intense after this because this is truly the edge of reality so step with caution,
sets of coffins.
Breathe gets lost when you
check me Loftin,
spirits rise, fear in the eyes you hear the skies crack and shatter,
everything fades to black, nothing but laughter,
crows stalk as they show no stop
I see the glow in each as they watch and try to breach my thoughts breaking..
intoxicating,
I'm sippin a scotch shaking,
every call to another is a bomb quaking my halls of wonder I'm falling under,
into a spell, hellish grin you have no shell, all you can tell is that it's time to relish everything.
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