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O but to return to the fabric of my life
clay tablet etch
~ Sumerian~
no, no longer nefesh
the temple long lay in ruin
i knew i would die in this form, luck to have ever been born
sunk now so deep the piled mounds of rolling sand
elegant breccia
~stretching~
shimmer bright, soothing stalwarts
the We for mere moments
Everyone loved, spat on with blistering wind~the circle of fire~frozen
the We for mere moments
shimmer bright soothing stalwarts
~stretching~
elegant breccia
sunk now so deep the piled mounds of rolling sand
i knew i would die in this form, luck to have ever been born
the temple long lay in ruin
no, no longer nefesh
~ Sumerian~
clay tablet etch
O but to return to the fabric of my life
clay tablet etch
~ Sumerian~
no, no longer nefesh
the temple long lay in ruin
i knew i would die in this form, luck to have ever been born
sunk now so deep the piled mounds of rolling sand
elegant breccia
~stretching~
shimmer bright, soothing stalwarts
the We for mere moments
Everyone loved, spat on with blistering wind~the circle of fire~frozen
the We for mere moments
shimmer bright soothing stalwarts
~stretching~
elegant breccia
sunk now so deep the piled mounds of rolling sand
i knew i would die in this form, luck to have ever been born
the temple long lay in ruin
no, no longer nefesh
~ Sumerian~
clay tablet etch
O but to return to the fabric of my life
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