WINE AND GATES
Like Dead Reaches For The Same That Is
been the rather
seeing the duty, add there
breathing for a day, with a again to heir
seeking the dragon, a wish in the fair
subtle, the teeth of an omnipresent edge
the role of simplicity to know the vague irony in those
serious lips, of minds committed to the joy's rage
sequence in thine eye, to marry the since of gifts of opposed
a tongue to kind, a tongue to rhyme
the sour ashes of domain's faith, made for the blessing
of worth in a belly's stance, stares of an opus of time
come and go, but the reality of a days liberty is still a hiss
many names for the rise of the sate of the same, thing
is meant for those that can, cannot for candor to an elementary taste
in the severity of callous faces, is a light we don't know for anything but the in
these words of levity do I know for a sincerity in the making of youthful haste
many winds to carry a man, to the naked eyes of the land, a power lent
from nowhere, the time in a fist of ideas made golden, for a mere of silent offering
we know the hurry and the pride, of seasons of decency for a not, the thought of went
is a sanity the only way to see the future, the jagged metal of a soul in the issuing
many works of lore thought one better than a form to the savage
the right to firsts of comment in the earned figure, of solutions of all
these causes of ours, hours of sense for a worthier age
is a place to call a prayer the vantage of any who would dare the fall
mind the neglect of another, and you to will keep a flame
for out the said hope of here and now, the days essence is alive
the total of damnation for the fruit of enticement, that took the same
we are the sent, to a magnificent tradition, that has the love to give
seeing the duty, add there
breathing for a day, with a again to heir
seeking the dragon, a wish in the fair
subtle, the teeth of an omnipresent edge
the role of simplicity to know the vague irony in those
serious lips, of minds committed to the joy's rage
sequence in thine eye, to marry the since of gifts of opposed
a tongue to kind, a tongue to rhyme
the sour ashes of domain's faith, made for the blessing
of worth in a belly's stance, stares of an opus of time
come and go, but the reality of a days liberty is still a hiss
many names for the rise of the sate of the same, thing
is meant for those that can, cannot for candor to an elementary taste
in the severity of callous faces, is a light we don't know for anything but the in
these words of levity do I know for a sincerity in the making of youthful haste
many winds to carry a man, to the naked eyes of the land, a power lent
from nowhere, the time in a fist of ideas made golden, for a mere of silent offering
we know the hurry and the pride, of seasons of decency for a not, the thought of went
is a sanity the only way to see the future, the jagged metal of a soul in the issuing
many works of lore thought one better than a form to the savage
the right to firsts of comment in the earned figure, of solutions of all
these causes of ours, hours of sense for a worthier age
is a place to call a prayer the vantage of any who would dare the fall
mind the neglect of another, and you to will keep a flame
for out the said hope of here and now, the days essence is alive
the total of damnation for the fruit of enticement, that took the same
we are the sent, to a magnificent tradition, that has the love to give
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Like Dead Reaches For The Same That Is
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