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Burning tongues of fire break the horizon

Chemical reactions electrify the clouds

Cannibal black holes down all the stars above

Balanced on a tightrope

I'm ready for the show

Dust your face with grout

The crowd comes with loud acclaim

Mark your lips with blood

Your smile reveals such a light

... are you ready to fall?

All is so bright

Everything is alright

When I don't want to feel

Death can be like a dream

Burning tongues of fire run throughout my bones

Chemical reactions are satisfying my soul

A Thousand broken calls hanging up the phone

Knelt down to a dead icon

I'm eating flash and blood

Dust your face with grout

The crowd comes with loud acclaim

Mark your lips with blood

Your smile reveals such a light

... are you ready to fall?

All is so bright

Everything is alright

When I don't want to feel

Death can be like a dream

In the aesthetics of the vertical fall

Dying is a delicate art

Ephemeral as beauty

...dried seeds of vanity

When I don't want to feel

Death can be like a dream