Silhouette
Fill him in
Garnish to taste and set to violins
Earthworms and waterrats are real
Populating the landscape
We’re just encroaching on their habitat
Bells and grave yard sound effects soundtrack the atrophy
And there is no sanctuary, no off ramp, no spired magic city
Beyond these walls
Only the future and the shadows we cast
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