Chapter 1
My voice
Goes all alone
Into the soft less
Planks of her dominions
Minion
Bold in her perpetuity
Godless now,
I grow to ask
What are you doing tonight?
“Music fiends that pave the scene.”
She comes back
Death is my
Only guide
For what is knowing?
If not knowing why
And it’s better to be loose
Than to be somebody’s lie
Quell the oceans and
Quell the skies and
Quell the planets
Of your doubting eyes
Call me unafraid
When we play
The burning strings
Of our
Violins
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