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Ghost of the Sirens
And I'll be stuck here forever
Living in the ghost of their songs
and ill be stuck here forever
moving on
we're moving on

burning nights and burning dawns; must we turn these lights then turn them off?
as the phantom twists with muscle twitch on burning bones, our city burned like this,
we never heard a-voice quite like this, but it's burning through our ears like mist,
our phantom city so statuesque now its burning eyes in robotic crypts

robotic fits of robotic rage, their long sultry hair like spider veins,
with golden eyes and one syllable names, the stables burn bright in robotic flames
as robotic men work middle class trades, sirens sings their suffering into sunken graves,
our robotic sun on the horizon fades with sparkling lights on its longing face

longing mothers and longing trains ride tracks made of steel and chimpanzee brains
longing sludge as its wheels roll on with the black tarry surface like panther claws
and we rattled in cages as the engine moved on, captured in the notes of enchanted songs,
the longing of their eyes as our blood was drawn, did nothing for our stomachs in turning knots

turning world with its turning ribs, they slowed down the earth with a simple flick
of their longing fingers of their longing hands dipped into oceans and forgotten lands,
as the turning spectacle of the world now ends, the religious go insane for their wasted sins,
our turning heads became turning sands, and the wind made us into

sirens

then

And I'll be stuck here forever
living in the ghost of their songs
and i'll be stuck here forever
moving on
we're moving on

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