ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜɪɴꜱ - ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪꜰʟᴇ'ꜱ ꜱᴘɪʀᴀʟ

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Dead land's collided. You pour your life down the rifle's spiral And show us you've earned it. Cleric's fog will recede right before your eyes. . So long to this wretched form. Down gray eyes on the subway. Long before you were born You were always to be a dagger floating Straight to their heart. . Listen, now, we won't tell anyone. But you're gonna tell the world. So life ain't then any fun. May this rail unfurl. . As you rise; rise from your burning fiat, Go, go get my suitcase, would you? You've thoroughly blown their mind. And now I must have passage on the lines To the veins from your heart. . You're not invisible, now. You just don't exist. Your mother must be so proud. You sublimate yourself, drowning us of rich. . Primitive mirror on the wall, To fortify your grim resolve. And made the glitz of a shopping mall Another grain of indigent salt for the sea. . Go back to this wretched form All them gray eyes on the subway So long before you were born You were always to be a dagger floating Straight to their heart.

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