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Burn the sheets bleach the books
A city of tents blocking the silk road
Trusted in everything
An odd number of eyes looking at heaven
Fix it jesus make a wish upon a moving light
Above the embers over the glow upon a stain a knife a satellite oh oh
Innocent
Always been a grain of sound in an ocean of static
Without a mask without a ring a cloud of moths circling heaven
Fix it mother race the flies
To wake the carcass in your eyes
A wish upon a satellite a stain