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Under this night, harpies circle
Swaths of red are dripping from their feathers
Formed in your youth
Call it insatiable
Sponsored by wormy girls
There in your youth
All but inevitable
Mourning on side the sea of ghost and savior
Even without hunger, they'll skitter
Even without hunger, they'll skitter
As blessed dead but saintless
Equally they hover and linger
Equally they hover and linger
Over this earth, onlookers tremble
Last rites murmur, smirk, trap doors recorded
Formed in your youth
Call it insatiable
Sponsored by wormy girls
There in your youth
All but inevitable
Mourning on side the sea of ghost and savior
Even without hunger, they'll skitter
Even without hunger, they'll skitter
As blessed dead but saintless
Equally they hover and linger
Equally they hover and linger
Equally they hover and linger
Equally they hover and linger
Equally they hover and linger
Equally they hover and linger
Equally they hover and linger
Equally they hover and linger
Equally they hover and linger
Equally they hover and linger