Carry Us Through the Eclipse
Not much can be drawn from
a single match, seldom believed
Though perception lies only
in the eye of the beholder
Boulders
Tumbling down the way
A harbinger of cataclysmic shifts
Press the button
Let it all loose
For there is no stock
In a simple bondsman
Hurry
Time is a temporary concept
of an infinite complexity
Pleasantries exchanged
only when necessary
The verdict is, what's next
Gates to be found by
the seven select
more than a mere lighter, please and thank you
And then there were bells
Three lilies on the battlefield
two for matrimony, the holy sort
One for retribution
Leave
Alas, I have already left
The procession commences nigh
Live or to die
Spirits entwined
Come, my love, I am here for you
Call me or not at all
Expulsion of a twin storm
will they remember us this time?
let him lead you out
lest the oppurtunity of the century
billow by.
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