Look closely through the holes in the trees
right after, their death turns to leaves
to celebrate this revolving vanquish
hold your lovers hand, against the commitment
given the potion, and ordered to take this
heart beats under the shadow, even your vindictive spit
your eyes spring to life treading on through the dullness
watching the trip unfold painfully under the bull whip
your life might skip but it all repeats like history
but my interests aren't dead so neither is chivalry
try to hid your possessions and your loose tooth
their is plenty of options, even in the abyss, there is a hanging of a noose
Reality doesn't wait for your forgiven nature
just keep a tab, make sure you bring a pen and paper
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