Comes with the fall
Comes with the fall
Shaking she’s fearing that inside it’s growing. Why can’t they see? (feeding on
the sunrise) Why can’t they see? They’re sprouting, why can’t they
see...they’ve taken their root in her womb...Feeding on the sunrise. picking my
veins like a murderess murderous warmth take hold of me. Scratching through me.
They created this guilt, right?
They provoke all this shame, right?
They thrive on our guilt, right?
It’s not just me alone in this cage?
Steal back the secrets of heaven and earth vs. striving to fulfil the purgation
of dreams. Purging to fulfil the starvation of dreams. All of them witches,
breaking a fast with the rise of the sun.
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