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Travis Andrews
Travis Andrews
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Here in the heights in the lights that grow foul Cowls enshroud those that wrench from the bowels Of the earth and search through the night Enticed by the glimmer such a sickening rite Power That effervescent word It bubbles between the fingers of the withering herd Undeterred as on the pox and mire Slithers to our gates reclaiming what you've yearned Oh What have you done? For a penny you would sell the wind from our lungs Once stood with pride hence cast aside A city that will choke as they bite on their tongues Stunned as I grew alongside this And reaped the rewards and a growing defiance Suppliants that clawed from the earth their triumph Our success is a problem for the future to silence So the time passed the evil so banished the fright of the night that the firelight vanquished Unknown to pyre and lit we beset all our fears bit them down to the quick Split woods stacked stones till our towers groaned A glimpse at the future and an order dethroned Moved to our shores then hulls and oars nowhere on our mother that we could not explore Years roar tear roll buried under these floors Mere ore or sheer gore well either's fine when we pour Sneer more these insincere shores If the flames lick our doors would anyone mourn? How has it come to this? Reminisce of the days before the precipice Of the abyss before what we could take appeared to us as gifts Our quarry stands still a glimmer in the mist How its flickers turned to shivers as our blades learned to twist And to kiss the earth in such smirking mirth a gift to a greed to a need to a curse Lurched onwards on such shaky legs bury the thought of the pain we've Incurred That inflicts on us such corruption If that's what it takes i'll usher the destruction YES burn a mess to watch squirm It's a lesson in aggression I'll feed to the worms The unlearned a recompense yearns Call it naivety I'll say that it's deserved The culpable to be left to the ferns Oh so combustible I'll watch how they'll squirm When you stand on the brink you must hold yourself firm So Mark My Words
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