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Riding Shotgun Neon Lights
Flame of twilight flickering soul
a moth calling upon the dead
no shrinking violet in my head
riding shotgun neon lights
lord of wrath I've been told
steampunk ain't all that bad
sucking wisdom's mite
rising shotgun neon lights
the monk of night
eating the flesh of the bred
a moth calling upon the dead
a moth calling upon the dead
no shrinking violet in my head
riding shotgun neon lights
lord of wrath I've been told
steampunk ain't all that bad
sucking wisdom's mite
rising shotgun neon lights
the monk of night
eating the flesh of the bred
a moth calling upon the dead
Published 3rd Jan 2024
| Edited 4th Jan 2024
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