Deathly things culled
Ruling ropes the grip has told
Last of it waits
Upon you, the cowl of gold
In the skyline
Heavy hands shield as night dies
Telling white lies
Escapading the likewise
By the silo
Hearing turning that flies slow
Of a bright tone
Choirs sing top a wide stone
Lifting the flowing cowl last night
Fleeting importance spins all plight
The veiled and secure hides no more
Of gold it was then having torn
Does it get better? (x4)
Framing infractions; dealing slight
Tailored injustice does none right
They turned to stone I found the floor
And woke up drowning near the shore
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