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How our unholiest child sang sweet wind in the curse of the wild,
held a crown of skulls and rusted nails,
under the full moon so pale
Wrath of the sun so vicious, wrapped up tightly in it's superstitions, wrestle through cover of day, crawling through thistle and haze
Swan in the river so deep, blood dripping out of it's beak, water and body so cold, broken songs from the pit of it's soul
Now how our holiest grandson sang sweet death like a curse from his lungs, eager to count all the seasons, breathless and restless with reason
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released August 17, 2013
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