WINE AND GATES
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crash into me, a song for the burn
where the since is amen's, the lips to steal
angry isolation in a paced smile to earn
these proud marriages are for a question to steel
this ice cube with a brother in tough silence
has a future in poisoned circles, the talk of a town
the witch of sherry, the mage of grain, the pill of conscience
isn't a halo, the church of dominion found the crown
Hippocrates, the king of sweet
Sodom, the soldier of cunning urges
Gomorrah, the cure for a wall of hurt feet
Jerusalem, the stomach of a heed to neglect their purges
come clean?
know the heart attack for a savage's egg?
woman of anarchy?
the stealth it took, to wish upon the rage?
of a saint, the target of a kind kiss
the press of method is a wage
introducing their sublime dole's, the memory to his
terror is a clever tongue to keep, in age
brothers of a sultry care
are we to worship the moon, for a climbing disease?
the beauty of gaiety was a dream fair
futures in the fury of comparison of weed's?
sultry tabernacles of cool eve's with a moisture's fate
does this mean we are naked, before the fires of nation's
this family of song and the strength of sate
is a mention of wisdom to a babe, the mercy of generation's
steel jewel's
the watch of a toe, in the craft of winds of change
season's of curious letter's of creation, to kind the sun's tool's
here is the earth, in love with a peace to survive the strange...
where the since is amen's, the lips to steal
angry isolation in a paced smile to earn
these proud marriages are for a question to steel
this ice cube with a brother in tough silence
has a future in poisoned circles, the talk of a town
the witch of sherry, the mage of grain, the pill of conscience
isn't a halo, the church of dominion found the crown
Hippocrates, the king of sweet
Sodom, the soldier of cunning urges
Gomorrah, the cure for a wall of hurt feet
Jerusalem, the stomach of a heed to neglect their purges
come clean?
know the heart attack for a savage's egg?
woman of anarchy?
the stealth it took, to wish upon the rage?
of a saint, the target of a kind kiss
the press of method is a wage
introducing their sublime dole's, the memory to his
terror is a clever tongue to keep, in age
brothers of a sultry care
are we to worship the moon, for a climbing disease?
the beauty of gaiety was a dream fair
futures in the fury of comparison of weed's?
sultry tabernacles of cool eve's with a moisture's fate
does this mean we are naked, before the fires of nation's
this family of song and the strength of sate
is a mention of wisdom to a babe, the mercy of generation's
steel jewel's
the watch of a toe, in the craft of winds of change
season's of curious letter's of creation, to kind the sun's tool's
here is the earth, in love with a peace to survive the strange...
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