Terraforming by sangs

Time’s not a thing but grime is / And so is Vespertine
I wrote a new story cause the past was very gory
I vomited up Reflections and such
So I could see what’s in me

Yeah I vomited up / terrors and realms / Of the old self / whoever that was
I don’t care / It’s not an issue / I’m not scared Of his memory / Or his moods
He had the blues / Dying daily / Ignoring the data
I can’t keep with him so he’s gone / We did not get along

The thing about annihilating / Is nothing will survive /But life may rise from rubble
If you rebuild right

Fuck Comic Sans and fuck Times New Roman
Take my hand theres a big storm blowin
It will be hard, it will be long / it will require both fang and claw
Kiss my jaw and stay slightly sane And I, will do, the same
A relic I maintain

Art thou terraforming? And is that even a word? I smile at you cause you’re unsure too
And cuz yr smile’s a cure / And my cold heart is warming

Holy Ghost / Shrouded hand
Warrior of / light and love / Have no fear; God sent you
A Cat’s meow in the morning / Art thou terraforming?

Shrouded Ghost / Holy Hand / Time portals God sent you / Spend your night discerning
Art thou terraforming?

Haunted gold / Severed lock / Third eye opening under rust
We like to be in the promenade husk While said husk is twirling
Art thou terraforming?

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