Soul Gutter - Famine
The tremors caught me sleepingDreaming of arrested time
The shapes and figures I see thereof
My hands dare not touch
My eyes in haste evade
The resuscitating pull
Of a world in flux at last
Usurping the story
Airing out the stagnant stench
Of a paralyzed past
The torrent tearing at the seams
Of a spineless stature
The suspended scenery
Of phantasmic form
Giving in under the tide
The uprooting of an insipid state
Leaving these shores awash with light
The torrent tearing at the seams
Of a spineless stature
Setting in motion
The ousting of the old
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Soul Gutter
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