By the hand of a most deliciously played out score they take it to another unbelievably instigated level

And we sit and tremble and feel every piece of their inner circle come to magical
Light why fight the fucking battle within when you know full well to be winning

Outright, soon as a piece of ‘literature’ is written minus any such edited dullard detail

As raw as the day may well turn out to be, and that, my over-conscientious friend, had to be the bottom intertwined line
All else