A sun filled extravagance hears the sheep
Heard for eternity in the deep
Becoming a withering item of incompetence
Waves of endearment fell to the disease the must be cleansed
Violet, oh Violet, you've seen my arch crumble in despair
Leave on interaction, in bloodlust over here
Hear me love a stronger heart in this realm of sorrow before the tastes sends me to the chair
Shifted in triumph from knees that fell
Cynical pleasures, or so I could tell
Immaculate nights, and the wind has picked up again
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 4:29 PM UTC
A sun filled extravagance hears the sheep
Heard for eternity in the deep
Becoming a withering item of incompetence
Waves of endearment fell to the disease the must be cleansed
Violet, oh Violet, you've seen my arch crumble in despair
Leave on interaction, in bloodlust over here
Hear me love a stronger heart in this realm of sorrow before the tastes sends me to the chair
Shifted in triumph from knees that fell
Cynical pleasures, or so I could tell
Immaculate nights, and the wind has picked up again
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