Through Its

By Efface

Released on January 26, 2024

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[Verse 1]

A blackened shadow casts its preterite wound

O'er roots retaining reason yet untold;

A flood of doting pleasure, charred remains

Which stain its tender with a stinging pain


[Verse 2]

It's vanished now, but tell again your tale

Be damned the cursed carvings on this rail

Which tracks the line it draws from state to state

And tolls its borders binding clause to castrate


[Verse 3]

Dissolved my body does beneath the fore

Do you attach a grizzly famished shame

When all befalls compounded with the grain

Awash with me, this wound hath set you free