The dark scene
wet and hollow
as its crystal moat
flows open and its leaking into my body
the youth, the young, they're drowned with experience
rich and bloody
my body's walls are caving in
my beast will let you know

The death of hot burning ashes
seep to the ground
into the ground, all around
gold cats, desert sounds
the wheel is turning
release the fight, release the pain
lose your train of thought
play the game

Still, the days when I was patched with darkness
I was in total shock and comfort
life absorbs your every move
taking away your soothing gun
shooting gun
 
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