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We are led to believe a lie When we see not thro' the eye, Which was born in a night to perish in a night, When the soul slept in beams of light.

too beautifullll very joyful

We are led to believe a lie When we see not thro' the eye, Which was born in a night to perish in a night, When the soul slept in beams of light.

too beautifullll very joyful

We are led to believe a lie When we see not thro' the eye, Which was born in a night to perish in a night, When the soul slept in beams of light.

The Mast is Down We lay in the cursed grass devoid of magic, tracing our disintegration in the kinetic sky. I touched your arm and the flesh fell away, and my hands were no longer empty. Our mount is made of blood earth, when wet a clay thing writhing. If y...

The Mast is Down We lay in the cursed grass devoid of magic, tracing our disintegration in the kinetic sky. I touched your arm and the flesh fell away, and my hands were no longer empty. Our mount is made of blood earth, when wet a clay thing writhing. If y...

The Mast is Down We lay in the cursed grass devoid of magic, tracing our disintegration in the kinetic sky. I touched your arm and the flesh fell away, and my hands were no longer empty. Our mount is made of blood earth, when wet a clay thing writhing. If y...

The Mast is Down We lay in the cursed grass devoid of magic, tracing our disintegration in the kinetic sky. I touched your arm and the flesh fell away, and my hands were no longer empty. Our mount is made of blood earth, when wet a clay thing writhing. If y...

The Mast is Down We lay in the cursed grass devoid of magic, tracing our disintegration in the kinetic sky. I touched your arm and the flesh fell away, and my hands were no longer empty. Our mount is made of blood earth, when wet a clay thing writhing. If y...