Carry me, now more than ever.
Thin are breaths of crimson air.
Cover me with fallen feathers.
Skin the last of heavens glare.
Color my gloaming eye.
Be the gush of moaning flames.
Release the restless roam in hands.
Arise all limbs of sin to the highest fall of man.
The beast walks with me.
The beast walks with...
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