[Candy]

The Forest For The Trees
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Amidst a midsummers whispers wished the wasnt
Washing hemoglobin soaked in dreamt promise
Bent by bark through tree sap and needles of pine pressed
Stretched in scent sent to define definite in gest
Two jesters rest, floating above the shrubbery
Mumbling chants of ancient mantras huddling
A couple of nomads where none as brass as such cast
An outlander of sorts, contorts between us trash
In the land of the undead there is a group setting
Heirs and tiers like tears and peers prewetting
A hierarchy of arch angels stark naked marked
In the flesh of the elders seldomly starved
Of the knowledge of the past and placed at the entry
Of each face to face encounter for centuries
The trees breathe death in seeds to bleed cemeteries
Eventually our flesh falls to the fall grounds density
Our master wears the bled skulls as a mask like map
Floats above the water beds where the foreign flowers nap
His silent hum humbly haunts the haunt numb
From ears of the deaf and off the tongues of the dumb
His final word was translated as how thing are as
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You approach in confidence so commonly dressed
In your nighting gale nestle some what like new
But all i smell's knew wrestling demons and flus
In my land of purity where just virgins leak
You maggots can beg all winter and die at my feet