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Geology is digging through my brain
A manta engulfing the world
To throw it up once again
To a guild of lifted daggers
Neo-wolf, but older again
Than the Lupus itself
Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time
A collection of failures
A diabolical sequence of stabs
Written in cutting stone
From the fossilized den of thieves
Our lives die
Neo-wolf, but older again
Than the Lupus itself
Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time
A collection of failures
I see the nursing all mother
Spitting out a trail of termites
In the mouth of her first born hope
With smog-filled rebellion
Apathy dressed in violence
White, insectoid legs
Curse her lips and her mouth receptive
Only to pain
Neo-wolf, but older again
Than the Lupus itself
Linked its fur to the Gyroscope of time
A collection of failures
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