I hold the blade with the midnight arm
My brother dreams in real violence
My brother, dreaming through the red
In ritual positions, I kneel before his love
Far away from the world
I follow all these signs and wonders
I walk on by the suicide doors
Under the stars in animism
I'll hold the mirror for the ghost
In ritual positions, I kneel before his love
Sometimes in benediction, a mouth to sing the flood
Far away from the world
I see these creatures in tired action I hold the blade with the midnight arm My brother dreams in real violence My brother, dreaming through the red In ritual positions, I kneel before his love Far away from the world I follow all these signs and wonders I walk on by the suicide doors Under the stars in animism I'll hold the mirror for the ghost In ritual positions, I kneel before his love Sometimes in benediction, a mouth to sing the flood Far away from the world Explain Request ×
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