Struck like a stalk.
The thrashing's enough.
So bind the timepiece with an affectionate pause.
Take aboard what floats and cast off.

Your voyage, my dispellment begins as of now.
The sentence grew in weight with every word.
Falling apart at the beams beneath the burdens above.
Inimical, a feline frantic in mid-fall.

Oh, to brush the cobwebs from the feathers of the dove.
The doe from the farm treads to the wood. With a following gaze from the albino, we float.
Alone like a lush, the threshing's enough. Stygian I had become, swallowed in a coal roaming hood.
Adorned with a great pendant cut from the miller's stone.

Will I ever remember?
(No, never again)
And I'm to believe this is worth everything? (Everything, now

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Acts Of Consternation song meanings
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