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Within The Witch

Stone Angels

Last day of winter, skin is burning
On hands and knees tonight we crawl
Gnashing teeth, reduced breathing
Watch behind he looms

Within the witch, a figure of endless black anxiety

My time here in many ways is lost
On a broken chance and your former glory
To which body of land do you condemn yourself?
The line you cannot cross

Within the witch, a figure of endless black anxiety

Waiting for a second chance, choked up on ignorance and violence
Waiting for a second chance that won't come

Within...