Is this a something serious as setting bone
You being of the lightest blinkings in infinity
And does this restore a gape where your will would be
Does this draw a grey where your reds would bleed
Where onces there was only black
And so it seems being set free
Is a comples and unalterable series of captures and release
And it that it is this web of tragedy and consequence that
Gives your loss and found its trajectory
Arm
Gone Clear
Dive Cope Quit
Fear Blood
Bone
Gone Clear
Dive Cope Quit
Fear Blood
Bone
Gone Clear
Dive Cope Quit
Fear Blood
Bone
I
Gone Clear
Dive Cope Quit
Fear Blood
Bone
I
Gone Clear
Dive Cope Quit
Fear Blood
Bone
I
To evacuate onces sturdy flesh：
One part endless
Two parts death
Blood swapped with bled
Not ghost Not dead
Not lead Not yet
The last of man kind will have no instruction
No flag that stands for more than him
Man will have hunger wounds and mind alone
By which he might
Give scale to his map
To know you are gone
And what you are doing is meant
As evidenced
By the risen hars of human arms on end
That marks the slight and unlikely slells of
The clear skull spell
Arm
Gone Clear
Dive Cope Quit
Fear Blood
Bone
I
Arm
Gone Clear
Dive Cope Quit
Fear Blood
Bone
I
Arm
Gone Clear
Dive Cope Quit
Fear Blood
Bone
I
Arm
Gone Clear
Dive Cope Quit
Fear Blood
Bone
I
Arm
Gone Clear
Dive Cope Quit
Fear Blood
Bone
I
