It travels down and then it pains. It’s scribbled out before it flies out of sight. This all unravels, and spirals: an endless string. This crowd is seething and heaving onto this plane. This all unravels, and travels: an endless string. This crowd is seething and heaving onto this plane. And I’ll find the right to entrench the rage. It’s all sorted out: the scent, the gate, the malleable age. And I’ll find the right to retrace the nave. It’s all sorted out: the scent, the gate, the malleable age. The rhythm draws to entropy. I’ve memorized this serrated serenade. And I’ll find the right to silence the bane. It’s all sorted out: the scent, the gate, the malleable age. And I’ll find the right to scour the fiend. It’s all sorted out: the scent, the gate, the malleable age. Full bleed, you can’t save me. My time, my hell, my name, my cage. I’m free again. Full bleed, you can't save me. And I’ll find the right to retrace the nave. It’s all sorted out: the scent, the gate, the malleable age. This all unravels, an endless string, and I’ll sort it out.
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