WINE AND GATES

Show Me God's Faith, And I Will Eat Your ... Joy ...

Prevalently
Fish in your eye, fall to pieces?
Time, and the store of knowledge to mimicry...
Acid in your vein's, the tow of commonness to welcome a least's?

Craving a dangerous man?
Till we see the care's of charisma for a nature that is our own
The meandering sigh, of curiosity in the smiles we don't, wan...?
Is a liberty to except, nothing but the best, of a credence, then ignorance's moment's?

Without...
The ship I vomited into your laughter, the worth of a simply said, failure
With a Christ to eliminate from the picture, youth with a curse that found...
Your mendacity in the sight of another, with a prayer to choose fury's...

Lamb's and heathen's, the tooth to reality we voiced...
In the name of mirror's, to which we sweeten a pot, of callous charity's, shares
In the sates of creation, saved by the lesson, that a psyche's curiosity has for loyalty
Chance meeting with a God saved from the cough of himself, which assumes little har's

Sweeter, and devoid of days that remember the headache, of a time with asking
Truth to bare reason, the when and the windows, of committal to ide's
Of you, the rational of distance, to the irony we saved, from the fact's, so lacking?
Wolves and the terror of a lion, that knew the difference, between host's of shyed...

Lumps, in your chest...?
As shrewd as a caring wisdom with a roll of fat is...
Themselves in the catch of dragon, with these patiences is the cease and insistance...
Of a regality saved from the edge of insanity, again, and one two three a grim business...

Saved from the eyes of dissuasion, one more time...
Deed's and dimness of a merciful light, is mine to remember?
Until the cold hindrance of meet and alien appetite, isn't my shine...
Named but clearing the holy, with a riper side of composure, sacherine?

Prevalency revisited, toward a star that named me Satan
Honor for a gift of semblance and the appearance of another, breed of order and chaos
Night coming on, the head of sincerity claim, the risks of guidance to waiting
Like the angel you saw die in art's of might, once, is the forest for wishes for what I saw...?

Life
Sated energy in the tree tops and savior's of yearning, with a carnal offering, to the hell
I imagine for lip's and the dread in a callous voice, that knew the shame of since, wife
Couldn't I fall in love, without the sun, that gave law a chance with murder's smile?



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