((((((((((((( TURN IT UP ))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
((((((((((((( BEG FOR FORGIVENESS )))))))))))))

i
~
SHIT LOOP
FALL OUT OF THE SKY DEAD
ZENITH BEGIN
A NEW LIGHT
MILLERSYLVANIA
CREMATION LOOP

ii
~
CHANTS
ALTA
ROMAN
NICE (w/ blankets.)
NONE (w/ axel)
AMBIENT TIME
DEFT LOOP

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_____ FALL OUT OF THE SKY DEAD _____
There is a prerequisition taking place as we speak
The remarkable inquest of indignant thought
(Bends and sways; lends and says)
The north side of a truly lost home will be one that never sees prayer
Sanary-Sur-Mer, hair tangled up and dry in the cold coast air
(Bends and sways; lends and says)
Blood boiling and leaving
Unable and willing
dust border hillside pulls away and sheds
independent landscape; the center of focus
composing golden pieces glimmer for degradation
With a click, snap
You will fall out of the sky, dead.
(Fall out of the sky dead)
(Fall out of the sky dead)
(Fall out of the sky dead)
(Fall out of the sky dead)
(Fall out of the sky dead)
(Fall out of the sky dead)
(Fall out of the sky dead)
(Fall out of the sky dead)
(Fall out of the sky dead)
(Fall out of the sky dead)
(Fall out of the sky dead)
(Fall out of the sky dead)
Your absolution is bygone
You will wake to sudden clamor and a void
Just as you have gone on, you will go on
You will go on treacherous land no balance inordinate mass and congregation
A sacrifice will be asked upon decimation
And you will leave here without resignation
Red flying wet strips outwardly objection from core in a dancer’s farewell
Godspeed to blown ripped constituents at the last stare
Unhinged explosion extrapolation beautiful antithetic end stretching leading upwards and around
With no dust, no shed providence down wonder
Walking down cliff-side perspective access way
but it is more malleable than most; rigidity is left at the precipice
An unholy rhythm ruins you
Split set of sounds/frequencies assimilate thought up out among beyond for you to follow
limitless aggregate sets apart from the very start
FALL OUT OF THE SKY DEAD

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_________ NONE _________
A None walks up steeple chase
Each stair in front of the next; a path, determined
A disposition expected roots deep within; a warm rush is happening
Not far beyond
she looks up from the earth
to try and see

"I can feel it"

A line is connected from her being to the One
She wishes to feel a resistance from that line, but does not

"if i have not sinned, why must i be a wind?"

Disposition quickly fading
The stairs carry her now, but she does not know
A path down a slope lined up

Warm turns to cold

The line is gone

There is no more One
All of which will be None