The sound of drums and rising horns pressed on our backs / we've moved through
Sand against a wind that carries nothing / my words must be meaningless against
Your breath / show me your celestial face and let me judge thee / you are
What's wrong with us / you are the blight / you are the ruin in all of us / you
Are the stealer of hearts / gaping breaths / and tear-soaked smiles / you are
The ruin in all of us / my words must be meaningless against her breath / if i
Could i'd gladly stray from my path of oblivion / the brimstone / the fiery
Lake / the pit of sin / the brimstone / the fiery lake / that hails within / i
Would climb up / from the abyss / to stare back into her eyes / and scream /
Farewell sweet wounded night / let the fog surround thee.
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