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A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z Vesper X [Lyrics by Mir-h iD] Quomodo cecidisti, fili aurorae? Lamentemur. Are we but shades Cathartically shed on A camera obscura of sorts Capsized, washed out, Indistinct and begrimed Here we must grovel With dignity under a Still peephole. Are we mere statues Clustered in our glasshouses - a box with no confession - To kneel under a bronze law? But the bronze law melts down here As the smoking gun inhales. There's only ourselves And the deaf walls moving in on us; Only ourselves and our questions snapped at Only ourselves, sécreted once they're secréted. We are our own time-bomb flowers As we're cluttering A hothouse in a blind spot, A mass grave That's manured with scandal In no sun. More lyrics:
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