Trapped Against Letra

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Letra de Trapped Against
Swing the wax cradle
in the burning tree
lay flat in rusted cage
pale moon of a half face
waking
yellowed up by fear

He is the thing he hates

Every swing releases
the scent of blackened spice
fast sweep of hiding
feeding up the sky

Crystal splinter
and hiss against the sun