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Phase one 7:41 p.m. 2004-03-20 Step ladder mannerisms Archaic disillusionment Age of Earth refractured Please don't tell them the things that went on that night The rain washed away our transcendant extasy Songlines creep across shadow-worn baseboards Silk slippery and warm running down from her legs Taste the life ebb and flow as you kill her Please don't tell them the things that went on that night Secret refrained whispered afterhours behind the building where you sell yourself This sin is repeated The blood of your degredators smells of metallic redemption Sticky these floors lined with the power of addiction Please don't tell them We couldn't bare our souls in this dark premonition Whispered promises bled as you watched the incision Bright red creation apparations of unworthy souls The rain washed away our transcendant extasy Bearing witness to the lives we stole back & forth |