歌词:The End. Sonnet.
Courtesy of blank intuition.
This lattice is torn repeatedly
frame by frame.
by you.
And within withering syncopation
in time (totality) escaped: me. create me.
a neoteric identity
by you.
Blistered, secreting everything
into expansion from sin.
forcibly redefined subdominant
by you.
by blinding modern marrow
by you.
This lattice is torn repeatedly
frame by frame.
by you.
And within withering syncopation
in time (totality) escaped: me. create me.
a neoteric identity
by you.
Blistered, secreting everything
into expansion from sin.
forcibly redefined subdominant
by you.
by blinding modern marrow
by you.
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