One foot, then the other. Such embarrassment. It wasn't meant that. I, I should discover. Such offensive things. The suffering since. . (Hoped to the ground?).
(Shrouded) criminal and in the fade of myâ?¦. (We must let words go). Shadow, theyâ??re oblivious. With plans around. (we want). Who can save us now?.
The seed of the apothecary. An heir to aided ends. She loves the sound they make. As they expel. A breath. The soul from the chest. . She laughs a little.
Eight wheels lusting for the lives of infantry. (His bearings shift). His turrets turning from accountability. (He takes his aim). "We sing our final song and soon this verse is over.".
Everything you'd live and die for. Reasons leading you through here. Perished matriarchal bonds. Failing innocence of love. When the world beckons your approach.