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begs for meaning But the evil remains concealed The ophidian beast twists around the orbed mirror Society let a man turn into a genocidal creature Fangs
Roundels decorate Breathing clamly Stomata inspirate Shadowed, unalarmed Petioles pulse With particular pleasantries Golden-orbed and gallant
bullpen As the plaza emptied By providence directed Gathered our board effected How cheap of you to underbid This thing up here is not my head A fool orbed
folded I rest On mine airy nest As still as a brooding dove That orbèd maiden With white fire laden Whom mortals call the moon Glides glimmering oˈver my
Feed me warmth, give me hope Walk me home, guard my soul Pale orbed lights feed these ghosts In clay dirt roads my feet leave molds Oh and here we go
the score, I need some more My jeans are scorched, my bling resorts to mi amor She keeps me orbed, a piece of Jesus leanin' from my tee, my teeth goin' speak
absorbed I became orbed around bullshit That I gullibly perceived as profound Not being aware their words did nothing but bring me down Easily convinced
This pilot is guiding me Lured by the love Of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea That orbèd maiden With white fire laden Whom mortals
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