redefine me, on at throne lik valleys of gold
engorge your greedy soul
hope in mourning it's impossible, n' thoughts
like drills my mind they bore
searching angels, cutting off (their) feathers of gold
to fill my sense of god
waste an hourglass, staring sand reminds me of
all my drilling thoughts
your blood your skin your cries
disconnect, disrespect
it's all mine
don't forget tha when we look up in the sky
your feet step on the ground
and with my pen scratching at the heart of life
signs the heart of life
inept, timeless purpose
life circle ends complete, unarmed
when i'm here you will be gone
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