The Clouds
Fyrce Muons
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False impatient Days incontent Modern day fate Modern day's reach Modern day's release I sit and bake A cinnamon toast of old age Content in visions scandelous My rage in fetid cave Pile heads and weapon nations And paint with fate A kind of rage Fate to tame a mind ya goon The hottest day A tethered head You tattered priest up on the cage Upon the scent Upon the face of gods It was a patient man Tell of age The television fades upon the covered sand And heads were grey And fallen idols I had it made contained A din of trails A fit of rot In a cave let it rot Whip and age in a tomb For the right hidden moon In the night the prize is far away And everything Your circus sage Your petted dog Your petted snake And your bitter fog It's entertainment
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