WINE AND GATES
The Peppered Eye Of Contrary Glamor?
don't give sense
think me a cull of reasons
know the confusion of beckoning ends
give bread to the curiosity of seasons
love in the milk of chides
we tell the religion of causes to keep
the future of knowing the worth right's
the toes of uncertainty to seek
liberty in the fold of chances
poignancy of idiotry to confirm the odd and obvious
where we are, the calm of succor to earn semblances
the tower of should the light of candor come to bless
whistles of unity, in the passing rather
the lividity of cold change
to give you the curt feeling of knowledge, adding
the total of a bruise to your youth of she'd, strange
panic at the cost of yearning merit
pioneers of tears in a dragonish music
the laugh of guile in the name of a spirit
known only as a rage, where the care of a land of heed is tragic
the image of manna of heaven comes to us
the wake of a new nation, made the dreams of the future
where we knew the flames of perdition, like the back of our honors
just a simple world, we think, that has the courage to be pure
think me a cull of reasons
know the confusion of beckoning ends
give bread to the curiosity of seasons
love in the milk of chides
we tell the religion of causes to keep
the future of knowing the worth right's
the toes of uncertainty to seek
liberty in the fold of chances
poignancy of idiotry to confirm the odd and obvious
where we are, the calm of succor to earn semblances
the tower of should the light of candor come to bless
whistles of unity, in the passing rather
the lividity of cold change
to give you the curt feeling of knowledge, adding
the total of a bruise to your youth of she'd, strange
panic at the cost of yearning merit
pioneers of tears in a dragonish music
the laugh of guile in the name of a spirit
known only as a rage, where the care of a land of heed is tragic
the image of manna of heaven comes to us
the wake of a new nation, made the dreams of the future
where we knew the flames of perdition, like the back of our honors
just a simple world, we think, that has the courage to be pure
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The Peppered Eye Of Contrary Glamor?
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