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KJ-M001
01:32
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Waiting for a white light,
But nothing's there for me to look at.
Muskateers have powered down,
No life-support, their heads expand.
Flipping, smashing, caving in,
Through the ashes, see the Earth rising.
A bull, a dragon, transcending through the Gospel Hope.
The spectacle, mechanical,
Everywhere we look, peripheral,
Moving quickly, parallel,
Distances shrink and swell.
Concrete crashing down,
Bodies tossed, torn in half,
No one knows where we're at,
Regression upon us, no looking back,
The Hex has hexed us; seems we're waiting for the last,
Quickly ends the Solar War.
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EO
01:36
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RUSH!
01:11
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Dragoon is loaded,
Lightning explosion,
Charging upward,
The island, defended,
Goring the onslaught,
Energy expanding,
More and more landing,
This land is wrought!
Assault!
On the!
Eastern!
Orchard!
Cleaving off limbs,
Musket fire rips,
They stand on the rim,
Surrounded at the lip,
Everything and everytime,
Nothing and something,
Form a new reality,
Beget the curses:
Of Hand,
Life forever,
Twice a year,
Locked together!
Of Piece,
Never knowing,
Lies, normalcy,
Power growing!
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MJ&ST2021
02:25
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Living a life, ageless, faceless,
No one can catch on now,
Waking up on a park bench,
Displaced from my existence,
Tomorrow stops the flow of time,
Need to find my way back, and soon,
"You must awaken a Great Piece to aid you, or we all are doomed."
I've never seen these streets,
Something's deep inside of me,
Starving to be released,
To match up with my Hand,
Driving a stolen car,
Panic pumps through my heart,
Skidding around the corner,
There stands my man.
It almost feels like I've seen you before,
Who the fuck is shooting at us?
Why are they not letting up?
Where and when did he come from?
I'm stopping this all at once,
"You cannot stop, what you cannot see."
I've never seen these streets,
Something boils out of me,
We will both be released,
Now that I have my Hand,
Slice through air fast as light,
Bashing bones with all my might,
Bullets raining, left and right,
Abysmal effort, losing fight.
Catch our breath, we've away,
Live to fight another day,
See what the Wandering have to say:
"150 years too long..."
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