You’re everything I’ll never have
I’m everything you’ll never understand
We invented the muzzle
We sleepwalked in each other’s void
We are eternal yearning entities
Defined by obsessions
We, of the fallen universe fix our dreams
In chemical resorts
Digging havens in the mud, we provoke the divine
So close to divination
Yet gravity is wrapped around our souls
Four minutes to abandon
An eternity to wonder….
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Wastefall (band)
“Provoke The Divine”
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