1. 1 year ago 

   The Rising

   We’ll crawl on the dust to set the truth
   We’re mirror images of the turning moon
   We’re the light on your porch, lighting up the forever of your hopes and dreams

   We’ll tear you apart and break you down
   We’ll force the truth out without a sound
   We’ll fix you and cover you, wrap up your soul and stitch back your seams. 

   We are the requiem of the things you wear on your sleeve
   Your heart, your soul
   We’re the comeback of the things you know 

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