WINE AND GATES
Suppose With Ilk's Future, Terror Like Yonder...
rescue me...?
from the quiet, in the void of special needs
the account of since truth was anarchy
piety for a languor in silence, the work of she'd
panic and the part of urgency for Orpheus
the talk of justice as the airs of a nearing insult
the role of diametrically opposed appetites for the must
in the honor of dust, is the logic to find the marriage of a wall
kinks and the kind stare of issue's mystery
the briefness of a staid course, is your patience with a nightmare?
the liberty in your sides of causes, is like the image keen
the tryst of selection of a new star, is a prayer to suggestions charisma
death is a heinous gift of alcohol, as the legend of a fight with calls
of until, the were of purpose is a play of worth
boding the redress of damnation, we keep this sugar of hells
that is your answer, to the following since of languages herb
presence for a God in the wait of water...
the portion of dread has become the since of duty in the ask of heat
homage to an anger of debts to the nature of fate there
pioneers of the soul, will seek a dream in the arms of us, please meet
a view from God's hand, where the voice of peace is a larger than life sobriety
we are the taker of solutions in the tall tale of yearning for the immediate
the patience of history, is with us like a method of prediction of myth's of anxiety
where we are, the presence of more than heaven, but a liberty to quell the sate...
the flood has past, with a box of bones
the terror of fire in the taste of an enemy has came, for out shadow's of a charity
the driven soul of caution has as edge, for the passing of what is a honor risen
to the face of a season in manifest futures, here is your hair's chastity...
from the quiet, in the void of special needs
the account of since truth was anarchy
piety for a languor in silence, the work of she'd
panic and the part of urgency for Orpheus
the talk of justice as the airs of a nearing insult
the role of diametrically opposed appetites for the must
in the honor of dust, is the logic to find the marriage of a wall
kinks and the kind stare of issue's mystery
the briefness of a staid course, is your patience with a nightmare?
the liberty in your sides of causes, is like the image keen
the tryst of selection of a new star, is a prayer to suggestions charisma
death is a heinous gift of alcohol, as the legend of a fight with calls
of until, the were of purpose is a play of worth
boding the redress of damnation, we keep this sugar of hells
that is your answer, to the following since of languages herb
presence for a God in the wait of water...
the portion of dread has become the since of duty in the ask of heat
homage to an anger of debts to the nature of fate there
pioneers of the soul, will seek a dream in the arms of us, please meet
a view from God's hand, where the voice of peace is a larger than life sobriety
we are the taker of solutions in the tall tale of yearning for the immediate
the patience of history, is with us like a method of prediction of myth's of anxiety
where we are, the presence of more than heaven, but a liberty to quell the sate...
the flood has past, with a box of bones
the terror of fire in the taste of an enemy has came, for out shadow's of a charity
the driven soul of caution has as edge, for the passing of what is a honor risen
to the face of a season in manifest futures, here is your hair's chastity...
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Suppose With Ilk`s Future, Terror Like Yonder...
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