WINE AND GATES
Kiss My Uncle With Mercy, Aunt Get A Misery
sitting with vulgarity, and to a lip
the risen form to a steaming kindred
this is your choice, for the stare of the need livid
which of a truthful pity, is yours? the thing is our method?
green sleeves
and the jacket of the hill, in thus joy to still, the naieve
swear upon an icy stare, the kind of terror you know for a heaven?
this power of call to the waiting of a shade, is not their's...
push a tree into the limelight
know a star to guide itself by the elbow of season
include the knock of a doomed door, for the sound of hedonism that might...
mock if in the stock of show, is for the callous fear of shame that has a risk of seeking...
our guess is as good as years
confusing though a field of ears, or the breath of semblance to the finish of ever is
the silence of worth to your nose, is for the cope of a penny in the sight of worlds
roots for the benevolence of any youth, the lore of simplicity awaits thee, for a levity...
why, does an army feed instinct if water cleans a host?
because heathen describes the nature of business on the other end
stupid for anger, the collection of with and wisdom to foretell the mistakes of hell, owed
but humus in the fair, is to be a requited misuse of the soul to mend
ghosts
of rhythm and the neglect of sorrow for another
these talons of rage and the spirit of worth to come, is for the right to firsts
of sense, to be delivered via the prophecy of composure that we know is a coward, to bother
time and the act of summation for the dignity we approve, this either in doles of biding
quiet was the time you approved of, the signature of selection and the cadence of a triumph
for a beauty that has duty in mind, the secret of the wings we offered is ink the fighting?
of a patient role with arogancy to finalize, the nature of paler kisses for loves fruit
confused and enthused?
spires of salient worth in your minds eye, for a note than a specter of dust?
where the signs of the decency to contrive a living testimony to reality is, a tongue loosed
does a nary doth use, know musts to be, the walk of life in a city of disgust?
sour
and a knee of days and dates to clear an astounded honor
in the name of similarity to the frustration of power
done if authority has the wax of a sincerity to serve order...
the risen form to a steaming kindred
this is your choice, for the stare of the need livid
which of a truthful pity, is yours? the thing is our method?
green sleeves
and the jacket of the hill, in thus joy to still, the naieve
swear upon an icy stare, the kind of terror you know for a heaven?
this power of call to the waiting of a shade, is not their's...
push a tree into the limelight
know a star to guide itself by the elbow of season
include the knock of a doomed door, for the sound of hedonism that might...
mock if in the stock of show, is for the callous fear of shame that has a risk of seeking...
our guess is as good as years
confusing though a field of ears, or the breath of semblance to the finish of ever is
the silence of worth to your nose, is for the cope of a penny in the sight of worlds
roots for the benevolence of any youth, the lore of simplicity awaits thee, for a levity...
why, does an army feed instinct if water cleans a host?
because heathen describes the nature of business on the other end
stupid for anger, the collection of with and wisdom to foretell the mistakes of hell, owed
but humus in the fair, is to be a requited misuse of the soul to mend
ghosts
of rhythm and the neglect of sorrow for another
these talons of rage and the spirit of worth to come, is for the right to firsts
of sense, to be delivered via the prophecy of composure that we know is a coward, to bother
time and the act of summation for the dignity we approve, this either in doles of biding
quiet was the time you approved of, the signature of selection and the cadence of a triumph
for a beauty that has duty in mind, the secret of the wings we offered is ink the fighting?
of a patient role with arogancy to finalize, the nature of paler kisses for loves fruit
confused and enthused?
spires of salient worth in your minds eye, for a note than a specter of dust?
where the signs of the decency to contrive a living testimony to reality is, a tongue loosed
does a nary doth use, know musts to be, the walk of life in a city of disgust?
sour
and a knee of days and dates to clear an astounded honor
in the name of similarity to the frustration of power
done if authority has the wax of a sincerity to serve order...
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Kiss My Uncle With Mercy, Aunt Get A Misery
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