BARED ON YOUR TOMB
I'M A PRAYER FOR YOUR LONELINESS
AND WOULD YOU EVER SOON
COME ABOVE ONTO ME
FOR ONCE UPON A TIME
ON THE BINDS OF YOUR LOWLINESS
I COULD ALWAYS FIND THE SLOT FOR YOUR SACRED KEY
SIX FEET DEEP IS THE INCISION
IN MY HEART, THAT BARLESS PRISON
DISCOULOURS ALL WITH TUNNEL VISION
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