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SixpenceWe apostles Gather around the altar Place the stones of our fathers Controlling our perverse dreams As we kneel before our savior queenSixpence
Our plans ov revival Crush the statues of false idols We’ll erect a monument Of our incubus of truth Sacrificial traditions is nothing new
by ~VampireTheory
QuixoticMind numbing And half-hearted sympathy She tracks the routes Of my eclectic emotionsQuixotic
She's the key master Of my life A few simple words and She sets the stars just right
With whispers of doubt That clouds this room The wicked screams of the devout I cry under the bleeding moon
Blow out the flames It's getting late Time to retire
As the reader foretold This is my fate
by ~VampireTheory
Raven TearsWe fold our hands made of clayRaven Tears
As the preacher speaks of another day
With the stained windows inside cathedral walls
I pray these wings will not fail and my dreams will not fall
Our paths lead to imaginary streets
Where all the lights shine gold and the serpent sleep
These doves fly together
Fluttering white wings
Such perfect weather
The Raven Cries
by ~VampireTheory
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