WINE AND GATES
Bitter Tongues Suggest The Monkey Lets...
liberty of a ghost
thanks of a universes host
the merriment of a nature lost
the salt of a being, that has no wrath
the turn of chins into a meeker care
these winds of murder were ours for a lip
these words of anarchy were the right to a stare
the earn of conscience in the mind of a kiss
the total of unction in the eaves
evil is a war onto itself, the try of ought
for a lick of fire, that has somewhere to wisdom
the talk of unity in the burden of odd...
persuasion of visions of Christ and the mists of time
the future is a look at the need of neglect
of a beauty to form fate in the skip of rhyme
reason is your angel of harmony, elect
the thought of a candle in the window of vanity
the care it took to know you, worthed
the pain of climates of reach, the tarry of unctions of sanity
the right to religion has become, the earthen
wash God in the charity of a feather, and his shining example?
wear the sin of courage in the drive of consciences to question the fell?
widow the need of surreality of a cold peace in the care of hell?
wait for the wink of demand, that has no place to go but to, well...
in the ends of order and the anger of a mouth
the watch of unique tries of sense, to keep a life at arms strength
have you ever noticed the chastity of a king, to give the rape of the proud?
like paper you fool, we see the cage of son's might in the land, being...
thanks of a universes host
the merriment of a nature lost
the salt of a being, that has no wrath
the turn of chins into a meeker care
these winds of murder were ours for a lip
these words of anarchy were the right to a stare
the earn of conscience in the mind of a kiss
the total of unction in the eaves
evil is a war onto itself, the try of ought
for a lick of fire, that has somewhere to wisdom
the talk of unity in the burden of odd...
persuasion of visions of Christ and the mists of time
the future is a look at the need of neglect
of a beauty to form fate in the skip of rhyme
reason is your angel of harmony, elect
the thought of a candle in the window of vanity
the care it took to know you, worthed
the pain of climates of reach, the tarry of unctions of sanity
the right to religion has become, the earthen
wash God in the charity of a feather, and his shining example?
wear the sin of courage in the drive of consciences to question the fell?
widow the need of surreality of a cold peace in the care of hell?
wait for the wink of demand, that has no place to go but to, well...
in the ends of order and the anger of a mouth
the watch of unique tries of sense, to keep a life at arms strength
have you ever noticed the chastity of a king, to give the rape of the proud?
like paper you fool, we see the cage of son's might in the land, being...
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Bitter Tongues Suggest The Monkey Lets...
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