The Infinite Cadence
Here In Cycle
A porcelin vision of your stoic face, has veiled my dreams
Cannons draw me from sleep
Forever we repress, in patience we withstand, your crest bound to my neck, until we meet again
Hold your breath, let me go,
And if its possible we'll stand our ground like statues
Cut from everything that we are, everything we are.
Oh what i would give to see your face again. for my dreams will not suffice. reverie broken by command.
All at once we gather theses arms, the moon is all that guides our blindsided eyes.
We barricade the enemy. "ready! aim!", the general screams. "fire at will! light up the sky! for this land, we fight or die!"
Save your worries for another day, the seams are far too frayed. the seamstress tends her craft with withered thread.
Set your sites.
These bloodsoaked hills like inked parchment, bayonets like quils on this battlefield.
We've made it through another day, as the enemies retreat, our makeshift brigade
Has kept me safe, all for you my love.
Hold your breath, let me go,
And if its possible we'll stand our ground like statues
Cut from everything that we are, everything we are.
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