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Published on Oct 21, 2011
Edited and Filmed By Steven Field
taste a little a celebration in the wake of a nights end when I am
FEARLESS NO ERROR IN MY PRIDE TO SPLIT MY MIND WE'RE ALL LOOKING FOR OUR CHANCE TO FIND
taking one last look over your shoulder taking one last breathe before you get older the church and the mill they're all busy still the wind keeps time right between your eyes and sinking with a lack of your soothing hands words that burn a tongue carved mouth tall water for the rich man pour me drowning in the shallow from seventeen pounds of flesh I ripped from you we can descend as gods turn it inside we are the dangers over head keepers of the keepers stake