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Lords Of Locust
The silence of it all
touched by your embrace
a place of shade
in lustful pandemonium
of whispers and gaze
cut by love till I bleed
as death runs through my veins
in all these twilights
hearing your voice call my name
casting the bones fate dealt hand
like a moth in the flame
feeling love through my pain
in this world of my flesh and skin
from the Lords of Locust
touched by your embrace
a place of shade
in lustful pandemonium
of whispers and gaze
cut by love till I bleed
as death runs through my veins
in all these twilights
hearing your voice call my name
casting the bones fate dealt hand
like a moth in the flame
feeling love through my pain
in this world of my flesh and skin
from the Lords of Locust
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