WINE AND GATES
Drama In Their Shadow : Dance In There Satan
languor of a silly name
in the earn of a sillier future
fury in the behalf of a shame
we smell the feet of consideration and the ash of a were
the times are a changing, stranger
the wish in the turn of comment into a worthy conqueror of since
thinking but a lip to kiss, we know danger
the ask of a glamor in the voice of a cool beginning...
a bird in the eaves...
the work of symbols in the taste of history...
do you know a babe, as it conceives...
this milk is nowhere, a vision of anger, in each his epistolary
the kind will know their king
purpose is ready to devour the wine, of a sharing
time is a hard pace of play, the roles of ruses of a curing
dragons will with a meat in the prayer of a soldier of caring
in the frown of pagentry that should, is a fly of distaste
the curiousity of simply a sense in the shade of here
the roar of an uneven land, the angry to dwell in the haste
like a serpent we have no where to go, except in fear...
in the earn of a sillier future
fury in the behalf of a shame
we smell the feet of consideration and the ash of a were
the times are a changing, stranger
the wish in the turn of comment into a worthy conqueror of since
thinking but a lip to kiss, we know danger
the ask of a glamor in the voice of a cool beginning...
a bird in the eaves...
the work of symbols in the taste of history...
do you know a babe, as it conceives...
this milk is nowhere, a vision of anger, in each his epistolary
the kind will know their king
purpose is ready to devour the wine, of a sharing
time is a hard pace of play, the roles of ruses of a curing
dragons will with a meat in the prayer of a soldier of caring
in the frown of pagentry that should, is a fly of distaste
the curiousity of simply a sense in the shade of here
the roar of an uneven land, the angry to dwell in the haste
like a serpent we have no where to go, except in fear...
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Drama In Their Shadow : Dance In There Satan
Drama In Their Shadow : Dance In There Satan
