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The Wishing Well
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Collect the bones of old. Drag the pits to fish for gold. The shape of all that coveted, all movements on hold. Did you breath the infection? Webs, indeed, in time collect. Do mash your teeth, my brothers; in comes the whore.
Behold, O misty morn': forward the cold. Forth comes forth.
Wade the wishing well.
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Crown the pushing on endless gates. Make room for shuddering mothers tongue. Holy, holy land of Judas. The treachery surfaces.
All hail the silly few of sin and chosen. I see you on the ground and further to the threshold of enemies.
Go out in the treachery. All moves do force the flavour. Mountains of the crushed and weak. Remove your own skin.
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Flowers To Your God
03:38
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Come clean, you, that disgraced the shaping mind of all the odd moons. Let them stand with you. Your frustrations are clean.
Mind the coming lightning that subsides in you. Rain a spell and address yourself. Be the unkind hand of the wishing well. Be secret in your movements. Come clean.
Shape the word as a weapon and conceal yourself within. Stories made, stories changed. You are still a tall-tale.
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Dawn Doth Come
04:03
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Made of mud, and plagued with horns of flames. A simple shadow of annihilation. Oh, so confound, the many villages at the base of the hills where much of the blood flows. The shaping, the coming and the shaping of many tones from above the clouds. The flowing and the counting, from above the clouds. Witness nothing and shadows cast.
The silk garment doth the shape of me. The dwelling will witness many swallows of hidden treasure. The will, will be heard.
Likeness: far from the shapes of mind the brothers continue to shade. The sour will of machines. So let low the kill of lesser forms. Amputate the buried in their homes. Shallow rumble. From the earth come the shape. The endless leer.
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Shifting Shadows
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The largest of the gargoyle are above you. Sweet dreams keeping switching and turning to suffocate the self with tiny hands.
And peer, and peer, psychic thoughts of the under.
Untold, the untold: Kisses for your clearing. Your affect on the poison landscape will enact in the earth. Unstuck the meanings all, blazing on the dirt. Give your fingers to the painless incidental miasma here and hold.
If I had the kind of the friend, like you, pain could be stitching and formed on the lands of someone else, and peer and peer the endless throats all balled well.
Peer and peer: roam the strokes of the clocks that served your fathers.
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