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...and he was
strapped to her sunstone, where most virgins just die and get sucked back into the light he undergoes this decidedly UNholy transformation
and his heart in her hands starts throwing off sparks and angry thunder so massive it brings the whole temple under
and they fall into its center" and now
I, bristled starbeast watch your frantic millennial scramble just a few steps behind but only so i can keep a light on your blindside, and shine into the shadows that are
always threatening to swallow you; I'm not sure why we're here but it's cool we'll dissolve in the same cosmic storm and i'm looking forward to
your dust
chasing my dust
back across the void
to settle in their throats and choke them up when they're singing
torch songs in a ditch in mississippi and there's moonshine and ecstasy and angels are fucking demons
and hysteria wraps everyone like silver moonlight and lsd and for a split second i thought they would
feel us here but we were blown back out with a whisper; you reach desperately for the spines of the fastest-flying seed
and get tangled instead and are buried in its roots a hundred years maybe more before
my dust finally drifts back out of the wilderness and
recognizes your dust in the bark of the great oak; lightning strikes like the heart you first held in the sunlight
and burns down the forest so you can never stop running
strapped to her sunstone, where most virgins just die and get sucked back into the light he undergoes this decidedly UNholy transformation
and his heart in her hands starts throwing off sparks and angry thunder so massive it brings the whole temple under
and they fall into its center" and now
I, bristled starbeast watch your frantic millennial scramble just a few steps behind but only so i can keep a light on your blindside, and shine into the shadows that are
always threatening to swallow you; I'm not sure why we're here but it's cool we'll dissolve in the same cosmic storm and i'm looking forward to
your dust
chasing my dust
back across the void
to settle in their throats and choke them up when they're singing
torch songs in a ditch in mississippi and there's moonshine and ecstasy and angels are fucking demons
and hysteria wraps everyone like silver moonlight and lsd and for a split second i thought they would
feel us here but we were blown back out with a whisper; you reach desperately for the spines of the fastest-flying seed
and get tangled instead and are buried in its roots a hundred years maybe more before
my dust finally drifts back out of the wilderness and
recognizes your dust in the bark of the great oak; lightning strikes like the heart you first held in the sunlight
and burns down the forest so you can never stop running