| celestial triskelion |
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sacrificial chains, i'm in a change, i'm in a change
took the bread and wine, i couldn't recline, i should've declined i stared again, and heard what she said, i wish you were dead now my life is gone, and i sing along, to my surrogate song the scratches in the sky have never looked the same way in my eyes i piss on the sun; at night i wish i had a fucking gun the three of us, orbit until our final dusk and we dance for centuries, until fusion sets us free - kill me, stay down, underground, in my grave, now shove it - yeah - don't reach, for the, ungodly, sky don't preach, unholy, systematic, lies don't teach, unruly, answered, cries your mother, your father, your lover, will die i looked away, i shouldn't complain, i couldn't stay she felt my absence and missed my presence, i was only eleven but i've started again, i've centralized what she began with my new intuition, i've begun my evolution confusion, delusion, intrusion, (of) illusions... illusions... illusions... (solar, lunar, mother, you) |
| meaning |
| everything circling into its right place. |