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Naive and still half blind I find
I stumble in the dark
Serpents twisting around my legs
And the crows plucking at my heart
The seeds within now washed in sin
From this carnival of hate
With lotus petals on the floor
I symbolize my fate

With eyes that beg forgiveness
I pray that she will stay
But the Seraph turns her head
And looks away
I know that I'm not worthy
Yet I pray that she will stay
And the seraph gently sighs
And walks away

Neon glitz and midnight clear
Superficial stranglehold
Underneath this sheer veneer
Pathed in fools gold

A Century of Lullabies


For The Chance

This Fateful Place