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we are standing on the brink of creation and disasterwe connect the dotsa hungry machine for delivering a childand creating symmetrya misguided pawn is sent to the front lines to die in the name of his king who sits blank and morbidly obese behind his battlements of impregnable greeda falcon sighing like a feather falling like an angeland suddenly a father figure clad in rosesrising form the crypt licking his wounds and crying for the desperate measures takena hybrid pervert castrates the marvelous belly danceras she torpedoes through the swinging doorsas she finally comes to recognize her own reflection as afilthy whorea candid pose has captured there is to knowthe farmer rings the wedding bells as his only daughter weds a monster who dwellsin the dungeons and dances on a sheer saffron tapestrythe oddities she once concealed are now what makes her prettyall the boys agree she should be held and admired endlesslyfor all her perfect flawsthe ends were justified by the lossesi control the remote signal from a distant lighthousethe end is not so far awayand we were built like ships inside this bottle how mysteriousLetras de cancionesand how very strangebut i have watched the fickle fruit abandon their branches for the groundand fits of rain have washed away all consequence without a soundbut i've been assured that its not as bad as we thoughtits just the way the world was programmed to spinand its pulling us ingrass grows around our feetthere's no one i want to meetyou wont make me completemaybe the sun just keeps coming up cause it has nothing better to doand maybe the moon disappears once a monthcause she needs some time alone to think things throughyeah maybe the sun just keeps coming up cause it has nothing better to doand maybe the moon disappear once a monthcause she needs some time alone to think things throughyeah maybe the sun just keeps coming up cause it has nothing better to doand i say the moon disappears once a monthcause shes sneaking around behind our backs with someone new From Letras Mania