Scissored whispers
escape
Come together
and disgrace the womb of the sun
You'll never catch me
You never could see
The taste of flesh
burns through my mind
Everything is twisting
and I am hunted again
Exterminate these Witches that will not die
Can't you see, nothing is real
And just when we were planning to push beyond
Infinite possibilities

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Writer(s): Dwid Hellion