Time burns so bright
Candles in a red room
Skin on skin in blackness
The flame eats, it destroys the wax
Climbing and clinging to the silk
Time burns so bright
He wears his rags so highly
Day one day two and nightly
Sun rises and his head falls
A dull thump against the floor
Time burns so bright
I roll over and i groan
Morning was way too soon
Night always seems too late
A sharp pain in my skull reminds me
Time burns way too bright
Dec 12, 2024
Dec 12, 2024 at 9:29 AM UTC
Time burns so bright
Candles in a red room
Skin on skin in blackness
The flame eats, it destroys the wax
Climbing and clinging to the silk
Time burns so bright
He wears his rags so highly
Day one day two and nightly
Sun rises and his head falls
A dull thump against the floor
Time burns so bright
I roll over and i groan
Morning was way too soon
Night always seems too late
A sharp pain in my skull reminds me
Time burns way too bright
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