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First Lantern
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From dark husk the light erupts
seed corrupts the soil
Garden blooms from earthen gloom
like flame consuming oil
Take my hand, our hearts command
a lamp against the night
The best of us is meaningless
unless you hold it tight
There are leagues of dream in me
buried in the sea
buoyed on the waves of lives
that we all have been
All of these temples will topple
and all of these cities will burn
all of the ghosts spill out of the graves
and our love, it will return
We’ve come so far
so far to go
We crawl in the dust now baby
for the fire we stole
In this world
of ashes so cold
tear down these walls
you’ll find a home
A labyrinth of mirrors
to hold you within
countless infinities darlin'
of endless skins
In your heart I have found
the purest of gold
I’ll melt it for you my love
With the fire we stole
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In This Style South Bend, Indiana
Midwest band that engages in sonic anarchism.
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