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Nature red in tooth and
I seemed to keep my powder dry
I seem to hear it in your laughter

The second that I fell in
with the of your revolver
I seem to hear it in your laughter

I begged to you a second
with white roads to Bethlehem
I always to hear it in your laughter

Am I the valency you deny?

In the of the sixth sun
we are to the prod
and I burn dictionary
because its my

When I collapse and bury all the things unconsciously I
cackling in this spectre will ensnare
I always to hear it in your laughter

A braided strand of children's
acquired impunity
I always seem to hear it in your

The you say to me
are deaf in
I seem to hear it in your laughter

Am I the valency that you

In the time of the sun
we are cattle to the
and I this dictionary
its my dyslexicon

You've tasted heaven
stood the mother with grief
in the wake of Monday
the seventh day

If fate is endearment
through pistil and stem
in the wake of morning
finds the day

And on the day
you will to find
my is not colorblind
in death's spirit
finds the day

That's why I
that's why I go
that's why I for the night

In the time of the sun
we are to the prod
and I burn this
its my dyslexicon