The Icecycle Learns

Pretty wood Devil's Curse
Cherry Beach Narrow's turns
Sacrificial as the Scarecrows Tears
In the heat of the moment tne Icycle learns
Tear drops Fade Away
twisters on my tongue
Hurricane's feel the waves
Bone's curse invoking GOD's praize
Turning up the Welcomed Volumed Grace
Never a chance to escape ArrowsHeads
A twenty sack sounds very Great
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