guess i'm walking into the sun
moving stretching into the clouds
it's a thorn in my eye, stick in the side
thorn in my eye, chasing the right
thorn in my eye, stick in the side
let out, let out
living (god)
doesn't (find out)
limiting (forces)
summoner (put out)
bonfire (pull me in)
the sun is setting
a red sky
you're never ready
you'll never die though
night sky
over us
we're in the realm now
of summanus
this heap of flesh
the stench of death
it fills our eyes
just grows on
just molders on
this rotten dog
go smell a room
i face them off
this grows on
it just molders on
(as my life disintegrates)
cause you were my eyes
won't let go
still not commensurate
my own, said 'for you, so long'
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