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Letting Go Of The Wheel

Apostle Of Solitude
You take all you need from me
Reject all the desperate pleas
Your making stranger days
Your presence of evil ways
Is all humbling so run go
And build upon the bones
And cover up the wounds
That your coveting
Sharp eyes of the one who sees
Dull pangs of the rear you feed
To stare down the hole
To look back and to know
It's all hell I eat so run go
And build upon the bones
And cover up the wounds
That your coveting so hide sew
Sew up the seeds of need
Lay down the shit that breeds
It's all good to see