WINE AND GATES
The Holocaust Winks At Hunger
moreover, than beauty
the rich came we examine in the school of thought
is all an antidote of marriage of time and duty?
with a kick of light, we see the reach of marvel's, not
liberty and conscience enthroned
to a whimsey, is a cool life in the cause of questions
as we can, the ask of destruction, a victory of judges atoned
for fire, for ice, for clay in the mouth of senses blessing
wished for in a dark corner of a room
the let of secrets of the sex of union found
is a quiet lip to curse, the fascination of courage?
this is the capricious same we also knew, like the fury of a heart's sound...
the pace of a final blow in the wind of an imagined worth, the rushing effect
of complexity in need, the still washing land of remembrance that can
is our lip of wishes so foreign, that we do not know the reason elect
per the custom of order's in advance, the language of versions and also ran
swallow little might
think the riches of misery to be knowing
in here, we see the role of common enough sight
of a handsome care for the praise of gain, sodom
stupidity is a card, a care onto itself
the levity in action of imagined forms and the are of sincerity that comes
is a work of deed seen in the light of choice, to heal like a wealth
that had the longevity of sulk, craving, and come for the honour of won
perhaps blind, bloodied from the are of vantages that took the skill of the wind
we have selected the route to ages with a simple finger interred to say
the bite of such we made in the end is a collection of mercies to kin
here is the truth, to a wisdom of rage that neared the house to pray...
the rich came we examine in the school of thought
is all an antidote of marriage of time and duty?
with a kick of light, we see the reach of marvel's, not
liberty and conscience enthroned
to a whimsey, is a cool life in the cause of questions
as we can, the ask of destruction, a victory of judges atoned
for fire, for ice, for clay in the mouth of senses blessing
wished for in a dark corner of a room
the let of secrets of the sex of union found
is a quiet lip to curse, the fascination of courage?
this is the capricious same we also knew, like the fury of a heart's sound...
the pace of a final blow in the wind of an imagined worth, the rushing effect
of complexity in need, the still washing land of remembrance that can
is our lip of wishes so foreign, that we do not know the reason elect
per the custom of order's in advance, the language of versions and also ran
swallow little might
think the riches of misery to be knowing
in here, we see the role of common enough sight
of a handsome care for the praise of gain, sodom
stupidity is a card, a care onto itself
the levity in action of imagined forms and the are of sincerity that comes
is a work of deed seen in the light of choice, to heal like a wealth
that had the longevity of sulk, craving, and come for the honour of won
perhaps blind, bloodied from the are of vantages that took the skill of the wind
we have selected the route to ages with a simple finger interred to say
the bite of such we made in the end is a collection of mercies to kin
here is the truth, to a wisdom of rage that neared the house to pray...
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The Holocaust Winks At Hunger
The Holocaust Winks At Hunger
