Armor of Leeches
I cannot tilt thee, with my buckling knees
I wither away, my thick last breath
Every fucking mistake haunts me, no tear shall pierce
Devolve into human species
Shield this human fortress
Endless spirals of putrid steam
Burst through open sutures
Toleration, I cave
Dirt farmers, cave dwellers
Noble knights, grinning kings
I wither away, my thick last breath
Every fucking mistake haunts me, no tear shall pierce
Devolve into human species
Shield this human fortress
Endless spirals of putrid steam
Burst through open sutures
Toleration, I cave
Dirt farmers, cave dwellers
Noble knights, grinning kings
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Writer(s): Chris Henderson
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