Little
Lilly Loco
St
Louis at the gate
Bend
the night
Like
arc of angels
Character
is fate
I
eat like my sister
Dress
like my lover
Wife
Mistress
There
is no other
Cowards,
chaos
Violent
imperium
Echoes
and Ides
Such
low magic
The
only magic they know
Well,
I wrote all the rhythms
Don't
care for what they said
Cut
apart
This
wraith-made darkness
I'm
already bled
Inside
of her
A
peace of you
Singing
in my head
Branches
hold the sea
Church
of All Waters
No
weapon shall fell the soul
Let
them run
Eternal
Alive
Thoroughly
alive
Towards
Love
Our
sweetness with teeth
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