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Crossing The Rubicon
07:12
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I can hear your voice
but you made the choice
to weather the walkways
scales dragging in the shadows
They can only take your tail
Mercury in my stomach
Atomic wind
Hear the girders that bend
Hear the girders that bend
Armored like a reptile
Furtive he beguiled
Shrouded in sweetened rest
Footsteps rising, bloodbeats pounding
Stick to the ground
Heavy shields just as round
Merit honored
like children armored
Mercury in my stomach
Atomic wind
Hear the girders that bend
Hear the girders that bend
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Shores of Hell
05:36
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Teleology
08:25
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Lost in a dream of mine
where swallows sing and sparrows fly
Somewhere in this brain of mine
there exists a me that I don't understand
Perched on a blade of grass
I am struck by existing things
I would've liked to exist more softly then
To elude the patient eyes of shame
The yolk of the sun is threatening to run
Dig my nails into my palms
The palms, the palms they make me flush
Like bombs they've drawn me to the deepest dawn
Drown out the sound of the screaming call
It's only the afternoon
Hear the drums that herald doom too soon
Now I cry upon the moon
Terror in the sunning shine
Terror in this month of June
The yolk of the sun is threatening to run
Perished like the fruit
up the throne, weep palindrome
Dead inside alive in mind
Belong temporarily to a perishing feeling
The clock travels on anyways
My heart swells
My heart swells
My brain it quells, but it's so underwhelmed
Facing the faceless
dreaming awake-ness
Spring offensive, dreams of pain
0 and 1 like tears in rain
Myself having cast upon
the seas of fate
Drifting aimless dreaming train is feeling,
racing ceilings
My favored drum can't believe this
Shifting, sailing in this new sleepless, deepness
Have now traveled profane-less
I make for shores, brown, yellowed crane-ness
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Dying lights, cherished light
Human falls the cherub night
In the mist of the finding eye
Let to bleed thine truthful bind
Until even darken night
Hath move the ever gleaning mind
Even tribe for even mind
The other tremor yet deep relieve
Don't dream of the deep
Lest the deep learn to dream
Sound surround
Yet snow crunch safety
From an opened eye down
The clutching pain that I can't relieve
Towers he had writ up into skies
No widow now tao window breathe
The clutching past that I can't retrieve
In the shadow of the leaves
In the shadow of the leaves
Don't dream of the deep
Lest the deep learn to dream
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