| I am winter mute, freezing in Janet’s Foss
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| I made an oath to indominate horrors
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| Kabeiri
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| Take my mind away, from the wares of detritus
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| Up these stone steps, back to the black scar
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| Perish ambition! |
| A weakness had a grip on me
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| With platinum claws, a rancid poison
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| Avenues to immortality, blocked by sentinels
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| Demonical phantasms of self mistrust
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| Perish pessimism! |
| There are no claws, my will is sound
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| The poison is impotent and yes is the answer to everything
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| Avenues to immortality, blocked by sentinels
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| Demonical phantasms of self mistrust
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| In the presence of namtosuelta
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| She menstruates in the stream, her skin smooth like porcelain
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| Sign your name, in your own blood
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| With kabeiri, the watcher at the threshold
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| Sign your name in your own blood
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| This lunar contract binds all territories
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| Retrospective arrogance, how frail I was
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| Chase the moon across the sky, in pursuit of lunacy |