We're, if at all, slaves to a pawn caught in a cautious lie
If at all, staggering weightless haggard stained cynical
It all tastes sweet
Leave me to sway here, if at all
Listing ageless
Wait, wait and see
Come here to rest
And then cosset the crows
Who murder the raven
And those who cast the losing die
Leave me to sway here, if at all
Listing ageless
Wait
Trace these suicide shades
Uncovered through this pious lullaby
Praise to suffer
While we brace ourselves
Shaking hands on the altar
See these paths to their end
Through the pulse of hate
And now walking along the earth
It always turns inward
To let their souls writhe
Silting softly it is wanting
Hate
Trace these suicide shades
Uncovered through this pious lullaby
Pray and suffer
Erase...
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