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Now in lament of a crimson crescent moon

I occupy this half-lit corpse-flesh prison

With mandibles quaking in the present

I reach outwardly for the glowing fires

Its teeth rip right through me like a puppet

I give thanks to this farsighted benediction

To feed hell’s hungry mouth

To feed hell’s hungry mouth

In violent flames and haunted depths

Be still, and surrender your smile to the midnight sun

To the midnight sun

The ecstasy of belonging, long at last

A sanctuary for the transcendentally homeless

Casting tremors over all the Earth.

Be still, and surrender your smile to the midnight sun

Into the molten jaws of death

Into the midnight sun