Next Level Black
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Which of me will rest as sacred?
Which of me has become flawed?
When round through seven circles
Staunchly the most honored
Desperate with lighted beds
I insist you take us to hate you in awe
I swear the oath of document
Forget all bloodshed torn
I stage amongst the ravens
A shape no skin can take
A realm beyond the seven
A state above the norm
I have no daylight vision
My species never born
We are what's left no more
And for this wish forgive me
I tread beneath your storm
Indebted to your checks
We dance on tightropes ever worn
Desolate among the burning corners
Admit this servant to taste
Your flesh with mine to taste
In rapture ensnared in your trust
And I'm terror for these lips
I call you forever
This is my quest
Admit the dead I shed
Death will be so lived
And for this wish enlighten me
Paint me in his grace
For now accepting
This trial in my sight
Rage of the spirit
And sin's repent
Darkness engorged and silver in dread
I never read
These doors of mending
These never met
Chosen for bruised and bitter
Blinded dead
I never read
And for this wish it's done so
I sway between your storm
And to this wish enlighten me
For you to live and see this coming
Break the glass we never lost
I have to generate no more
We are what's left no more
So here we are
Together at last
Enjoy the fruits of our labors
Halfway to six
In stature the road is darkened
Lest we cannot judge nor prepare
To accept these tables
Beware beloved
See the tempest drain your majesty of thorns
I have made this in humble bliss
Your walls my wall undone
Aggressively