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Opleth

Opleth the pain inside threatens the honesty we hide behind four walls burrowed pews with sawed off shot guns those once claimed innocence in your eyes has been poured out by wrath from a broken heart the dull sky takes me away to this place where suicide is never a solution Opleth the notion of angelic fervor in its vested remedy Satan desires the dripping off of blood out of the mouth's side still we run away & hide to a field with sullen dreams the stench of suicide gives way to love's embrace evil minds that plug destruction wandering aimlessly through darkened portals viscous long hanging fangs that bite eyes with spots having holes out of the brilliance of the damned existence a clear awakening evokes with both hands open in the air we then surrender to the very notion of twilight fervor A sparkling array of blissful care to reach Opleth with every fiber of my being springs forth the loving praise of a heavenly attribute A new day has just begun aim your arrow to the sun & have a bit of fun

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