Album : Whoracle
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April night-tymeAnd we run like muscles through the stagnant nodes of manBlood-bridges lean towards the gaping synapsesto disarms the stars within usHornet Hive-darkSevered wings in vainless beatingbuzz out from inferno of fangsto disarms the stars within usWe should have been so much more by nowToo dead inside to even know the guiltWaning Ring-deep a halo of thornsSips now down in the sheets of sharp silverto disarm the star within us
April night-tymeAnd we run like muscles through the stagnant nodes of manBlood-bridges lean towards the gaping synapsesto disarms the stars within usHornet Hive-darkSevered wings in vainless beatingbuzz out from inferno of fangsto disarms the stars within usWe should have been so much more by nowToo dead inside to even know the guiltWaning Ring-deep a halo of thornsSips now down in the sheets of sharp silverto disarm the star within us
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