Recast my sins
Soil the sun
The darkness will blinker my shaking memories --
Delight my failings
The End has begun
My waking dreams will tackle the open seas --
And flounder under the weight of themselves.
Record my fire
Dispell my toil
It's of no use to me now --
Enchant my lyres
Wrap them in foil
Let them shepherd my wavering brow --
They'll sing me to the stars & more.
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