Yellowmarillo / Booker Dewitt

Lord Snow

My eyes deceive me, they will erase me
Holding on to something unreal
All of my doubts is what's making all my time run out
Holding on to something unreal
Unlocking the fire in this
Suffocating atmosphere

I cling to inner consistency
As my self-proclaimed prophecy
Self-deprecating my avidity
For solidity


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