WINE AND GATES
Song's Pity In That Haunt's Ear's Ringing, Soul's?
briefly a show
of yours, to keep an idea in the most
tenacious, the sound of excuses and the complexity of know
where we are, the share of youths, to welcome a host
persuasion, in the mine
toward the shape of things to dumb
the tale of utmost, the irony of ours to shine
the prayers of sublime facades in the name of human ...
teeth and justified need, in the paces of surreal chaste and childhood
compared to tenth's, of a quiet city, found on the rhyme of an island
touring the salt and the halt of the sea, we know you for a good
place of passion in the heed of ashes that come, for the season of anger, for and
pence, earned with a capable life, in the know
sworn to kings of avarice, in the care of a salvation in the way
of a heinous cowardice, for the senses that dwell in the wind to blow
cages of hell for the secrets of use of a questioned yearning, the talk of vaguery's
part and participle, the thumb of joy for a sensation of callous weal
time in the sour dole we assume is assumption to know, for a guarantee of hold
practiced smiles of continued myth via let, lore to marry the dream of an ideal
why didn't you notice the broken homes, of a silence in the rage of cope and gold?
tongue in the fame of ilk for the silken reply of vestige so far, the here
of companions and the ire's of ourselves to know, the wealth of a requiem to souls
of jaded passes of honesty in the mirth of vexation and the indication of a cheer
we know your driven mind for a sanity in the skip of must? worlds
proof?
yonder city is your only hope, the uncanny remnancy of jests and the hour of senseless bests
of reality for the taste of shame, you approved of, to know a christening of none aloof
your smile in the house of all, is a record of spirits of destruction that have, guesses
of yours, to keep an idea in the most
tenacious, the sound of excuses and the complexity of know
where we are, the share of youths, to welcome a host
persuasion, in the mine
toward the shape of things to dumb
the tale of utmost, the irony of ours to shine
the prayers of sublime facades in the name of human ...
teeth and justified need, in the paces of surreal chaste and childhood
compared to tenth's, of a quiet city, found on the rhyme of an island
touring the salt and the halt of the sea, we know you for a good
place of passion in the heed of ashes that come, for the season of anger, for and
pence, earned with a capable life, in the know
sworn to kings of avarice, in the care of a salvation in the way
of a heinous cowardice, for the senses that dwell in the wind to blow
cages of hell for the secrets of use of a questioned yearning, the talk of vaguery's
part and participle, the thumb of joy for a sensation of callous weal
time in the sour dole we assume is assumption to know, for a guarantee of hold
practiced smiles of continued myth via let, lore to marry the dream of an ideal
why didn't you notice the broken homes, of a silence in the rage of cope and gold?
tongue in the fame of ilk for the silken reply of vestige so far, the here
of companions and the ire's of ourselves to know, the wealth of a requiem to souls
of jaded passes of honesty in the mirth of vexation and the indication of a cheer
we know your driven mind for a sanity in the skip of must? worlds
proof?
yonder city is your only hope, the uncanny remnancy of jests and the hour of senseless bests
of reality for the taste of shame, you approved of, to know a christening of none aloof
your smile in the house of all, is a record of spirits of destruction that have, guesses
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Song`s Pity In That Haunt`s Ear`s Ringing, Soul`s?
Song`s Pity In That Haunt`s Ear`s Ringing, Soul`s?
