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Tantric desert dance accompanied by intoxicating reveries escape limitations with alleviating alterations silence is suffocating and devastating escape this destination terror dealt in absolute the scene is so obscene and unclean. Run away to horizons mixed with better days as the rainfall washes away your bruises separate the void rip apart the paranoid undo the voodoo that tends to haunt you idea's can be drastic privilege made of plastic sooner or later you'll come down and make a mockery of the way your feet touched the ground. Drowning in despair never coming up for air kneel beside the thorn bush confess your dirty little sins now touch the innocent with grins of enjoyment chase the crow spread the wings so redemption can grow, is it under control I dare you to move with mercy caught there's no way you can lose do the screams make you sexual as the expensive crystal falls to the floor. Don't be ashamed naughty is what you claim crawl around in sorrow shout the glories of tomorrow the velvet sheets between your leg as you thirst for more drive the vice to the breaking point before me meet again. Slip away to the hollow very soon I will follow celebrate the mysteries with fornication underneath the cemetery trees we been spun for so long conversations seem so empty sick of reminiscing this experience is never ending. Disenchanted and outlandish reality shall be the adversary stay awake so you can see how overbearing life can be like modern machines were programmed to except this let's tell them to shove it we want none of it guided ambition with intuition this will be the greatest prediction, irony is heavy revenge is steady overcome the lies and watch it burn free the crow it's now your turn.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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