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the sound of drums and rising horns pressed on our backs & we've moved through sand against a wind that carries nothing & my words must be meaningless against your breath & show me your celestial face and let me judge thee & you are what's wrong with us & you are the blight & you are the ruin in all of us & you are the stealer of hearts & gaping breaths & and tear-soaked smiles & you are the ruin in all of us & my words must be meaningless against her breath & if I could I'd gladly stray from my path of oblivion & the brimstone & the fiery lake & the pit of sin & the brimstone & the fiery lake & that hails within & I would climb up & from the abyss & to stare back into her eyes & and scream & farewell sweet wounded night & let the fog surround thee.

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