Muskets go off in hands
Bodies come wrapped in a flag
Backlash – sunset rag
Sore eyes – steel hull – drift sand
Sorcery all over
Black-winged afterworld
Secluded our way to fear
Xanax – fire worm –
the prey is feigning death
Deep cut – blood in the sink
Whiplash – counterflow - inept
Sorcery all over
Black-winged afterworld
Secluded our way to fear
The warp we come from
Won’t stop the swaying
A cold spell overnight
Black-winged cherub
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