Sacrifice [Presence]
by Occult Fan
Strike me, with your fire lightning, inside be it pleasant or frightening
I can take it, take the stress, make the mark, pass the test
of the lessons, we leave behind, what one once said
will always chime
all you know
is all you are
did you forget the spelling
to your own name
they are twisting
the concerned party
around at the base, base
base
of the one you call your own
home is free life to exacerbate
nothing is sacred
nothing is safe
the open aire
and the cloying earth
what are we doing
what are we worth
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