circle of dead children – harvest at dawn lyrics
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everything around me shrinks and expands
memories compacted
fantasies extracted
suspend me from the floor and push the ceiling nearer
this is just a reenactment of the thoughts projected from your eyes
the faces and names are not real
only the tears, blood and gl-ss are authentic
we link hands and dreams to become the map of the d-mned
found a wound across my ribs, soft and fresh as a ballet shoe
to finger and feed
memories flaccid
fantasies reenacted
finger and feed
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