He digs his house on a grave
He wins the thing by a landslide
He packs it down in the hole
The air is shook with a venomous cold
All ties and supper at night
Sloshing among the misfires
We’ve got the winning bid now
And we can do whatever we want
Tied like a cherry, it seems very unnecessary
I’d like a stab at the board
Pride like a favor, the truth locked out of nomenclature
Why liken being ignored?
A gleaming hope in the dark
The asp aspiring to nothing
Glowworms appear by the sides
Flanking armor and covering the void
Too much is never enough
When the towers, they catch fire
But one single shaking leaf
Enough to make it all crumble and fall
I was the lip of your cup, I was the flagrant forgotten
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