Figure me out 

strong revenging words 
follows the light  
crashing walls  
every curse falls  
into rust & salt 
over the fat lady's voice 
dubbing the pipers' flute 
dancing out of town.
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it's somewhere deep   
that's taking me  
fast and steady  
if I, for a moment undermind, 
closing doors with shadow hands 
wiping the smile off the sky 
with an ominous omen
all my kings fail to lift me 
whenever I deny my maker  
stuffing my faith in you
I'm still looking out for you 
in the dire's of uncreative violent moods
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so hold a spare break for me  
come and revive me  
I seldom struggle, 
for an introduction to god, 
I have a new complaint 
about you somehow, 
somewhere in the future. 
figure my intentions, 
carve it from my soul
reset my frozen stigma 
it takes a little time to take me home.
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