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Words above the snow
The carved out stitch
The carver's all who waves
Through all tempers back
The skin to crack
Those ever double blamers

Closed off no power the inside no peace
No feeling all disease security

Devise the cycles
A call never caught
the locusts timed decision

The vice never freed
A crease upon one's
And never paying

What will we be late
What will be today
When nothing to beg the moral

What is it left you say
Who be left to pay
When ugly crippled eyes

Closed off devoured the inside of me
In freeing all of life eternity

Burning of sorrow deep craving inside no
Holding on nothing left to be

What will we want with
The time of near
nothing left to have hope for

What is left to say
An ancient to pay
With blood and tomorrow

We be learning shame
Until we play the
That in the end will disorder

What will be to say
When nothing is the
And all this goes over

Where you... nowhere... you left... go... where you...

Stepping out mask
the mercantile abscess
Run blood
The fingernails are

Face the loss
And go towards the final
A cripple's a lost foothold
Suffering at the end

Closed off devoured the meat of me
In all afraid of life eternity