Spinning in this demon’s cocoon
Wrapped in holy silk and set away like
Lost summer loves
Letting the worlds I knew
Crash and burn one by one
On the penitent pyre
They must burn! !
I need to set them all
Aflame so I can find a new one
In the bony ashes, somewhere
To call home in the darkness
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