A crawlspace of dreams and haunts
Somnambulescence halts
Imprints of light and dark, we walk on. Walk on
Faultlines that crack the heart
A mimicry of life and art
We meditate the state of our form and walk on

When the four winds stall
When the sirens call
When t

You are the porcelain, you are the waking dream
You've seen everything to be true
Beneath the veil, your thoughts and will prevail
Become real under the blue
This magic swells to ebb in a new abyss
This magic comes to fruit with a fleeting kiss
Cool whispers moving in for

A season only cold as the Sun dictates
A dawn breaks ever lit as a globe rotates
The space between the surface of soil and fire
Distance beyond the grace of a raging pyre
Again, we scale the breadth of our truth

The only wasted light is the one not seen
The only squande

Tried to make away, tried to rise above
Tried to face the day, tried to scale the walls
West a bleeding dusk, east a rising Sun
Freed of all restraint, fight the need to run

Chase the altar true, crystalline and pure
Lift the altar razed, risen to endure
Risk the trodde

And through the night
And to a morning bright
Rise from sleep
And from the cross we keep

Turns the Earth
Movements that break a curse
Sight and sound
This touch that we have found
And I taste the salt upon your skin

Comes the fading day
Amongst the fau

Follow my aim
As I fire again
No fault, no blame
No hearts defamed

Circle the solemn grounds of our haste
(Decayed)
True words, true grace
Beckoned to stay

You hear the earthen call
And feel my burning touch
We heed the chill of fall
Welcome the da

In the morning frost, I see the northern cross
I breathe the thawing air of their pulse
In surrounding mist, by other worlds we're kissed
Encroaching evermore through the dark

Crossed the the star-strewn bliss as I
Gazed of the endless straits
Vastness, eternal void of

As I am the sea, and I am the night
I am the soil that absorbs the light

I am without

I can feel the weight. I can breathe the mist
As I am the ashes left of your kiss

I am alone

Of the oceans deep, and the waters stark
I am the hungry sky that hangs dark

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Here lie those dreaded faults to behold, of true and of not
Embedded in our tale unbegot
Stones hold their energy and some stars speak in code
Forgetting that their words travel slow

I feel the waning breadth of your loathe
When it comes
I sense the depths from which we

Bleak skies hanging over us now
Scorched earth gathers under our feet
Soft hearts clamour still to belong
Our sinking ever bound to disdain
Remain, resist- gasp of a caustic mist
Remit, regain- to weigh release or pain

Turns the sullen eye, braced of stark denial
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