looking unto crimson skies
from a longitudinal state
moods we show with words or eyes
with longing mark the days
dawn sings prophesied divergence
or latitudes of hell
but within there is resurgence
as mirrors known so well
come free into the time
and skins we penetrate
for hours sing sublime
reality here obviate
would that it could come and go
again and again
compulsion to live fast or slow
forever here remain
o'er glistening lips and breast
the skies purvey the truth
mired here like all the rest
away from me and you
chorus witness at the gate
please just come again
ring and ring it will not wait
this desperate last refrain
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