Wolfspit

from by Arms

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Deepest bowls of intuition,
Omniscient piece of shit,
Run, run, run, run.

Ghosts of former spells haunt my mind,
And the collective spirits hollowed out.

Spell it backwards,
and bring the whole civilization back through,
Back through time.

Doors are closed,
And I'm back,
Ward off while ducking out.

So crawl to me.

Seek lifelong reimbursement from fate,
Truth speaks louder than minds.
Faux enlightenment
Chewing out lies to blur the lines.
Blur the lines.

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from BLACKOUT, released January 30, 2016

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