Dante Maticus - Closing the Spaces

One by one falling in
Next decision wouldn't matter
No it wouldn't matter

Growing smaller wouldn't matter

Closing the spaces in between my walls
Closing the spaces in between my walls

So I reconsider owing you

Penniless a bum with no reasons
And to believe in only wrongs

What is just a few odd cents between friends?
My word is trust on that I gave my right hand

Must have missed the sign on the doorway
Now there's no way I come out alive

So I reconsider owing you

Closing the spaces in between my walls

Closing the spaces in between my walls
(A sharpening of blades a guillotine of sin
Ready for the feast ready for the feast)

Closing the spaces in between my walls
(A sharpening of blades a guillotine of sin
Ready for the feast ready for the feast)

Closing the spaces in between my walls

So I reconsider owing you

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Dante Maticus

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