Too dank, doom
Too dank, fire
Into the black at hearts
Anointed ones, provided sons
Who are the last to rule
Trade on, receivers
He ain't coming to
For far have I wandered at last into your bughouse rules
Round and round, shoots and spires
Beyond the blast of an arc
We fed hard, we draw dark
Through the edge of fear
Lay down your winters
Lay down, cry faith
For once you've left as your father's son, who blesses the dove-eyed fates?
We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine
We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine
We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine
Straight on deceivers
As sound from who's bethought
He's grown still and warm
He's great repast
He's into the common
He's into the common morgue
Shine as we all shine
We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine
We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine
We shine as we all shine on
Shine as we all shine
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