emperor
hoba
the
skyline
was
beautiful
on
fire
all
twisted
metal
stretching
upwards
everything
washed
in
a
thin
orange
haze
i
said
kiss
me
yr
beautiful
--these
are
truly
the
last
days
you
grabbed
my
hand
and
we
fell
into
it
like
a
daydream
or
a
fever
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from