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Holocaustic Ashes
Cause the world keeps turning, burning
flipping upside down, my feet can walk fast forward
And I built a bridge too far!
I'm an angelic being without a reason or host
On wheels or wings, my engine thrums
I'm a born freighter a bringer of fire and light
I'm a man cast in shadows of blight,
I'm a real destructive disaster born again holocaust
'Cause the world keeps turning burning flipping upside down,
my feet can walk fast forward
And I built a bridge too far! Too fast to last!
And my feet can walk fast forward in tracks of fire
And I'm a bridge too far gone to support its own weight
I'm an angelic being without a reason or host
On wheels or wings, my engine thrums, hell in my frost…
Gone in the last world, in the middle of the border
towns born of madness as holocaustic ashes….
Gone into the end of the worlds, into the blue vast.
Blazing in the morning sun cooling in the setting moon.
Clutching ashes…
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Poet Tellaferro
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