no titlehold our breath so we don't make a soundno title by ~Katelynplz
figures of black creep into light
holding the heads of their enemies
up high in the air
shivers go up our broken spine
as the hues of red become visible
we long to scream and run away
but that's just how karma works
ash - collabthrough the window pane, through the dreary glassash - collab by ~Katelynplz
from outside my window, the world turns to ash
the bright glow of fire, the smoky fog overhead
convince my subconscious that i'm better off dead
let the smoke fill up my lungs so i can no longer speak
'cause my words are so old they could be an antique
watch as it spreads through this ghost of a town
i don't give a fuck let it burn to the ground
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