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Amber conduit seeps through the glaring abysm in haste,
smothered by tar-pulp of the midnight wound,
disheveled corona; bled into contrast,
dithering; thrusting scoria into the eve,
intoxicated by gasoline vapour; obsidian-wretch,
night crime pining of cheap indulgence; bottle-cap snare,
miasma fleet whining - lament,
pavement  tessellation; cosmopolitan unrest
A melody as black as her heart
Playing like a theme song to despair
Dark it dives into your being
Filling your bones with cuts and tears

Singing as color drains and the picture turns to black
Ashes fall down, down, down
A tear of indignation curling it's shapeless body, falling
How does death move so silently making no sound

This fatal lullaby that drags it's poisoned body along
Infecting our minds as well as our souls
Leaving us at mercy to our own sicknesses,
We created upon years of singing with this song

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