in our patterns and ways
we beseech
the will of an evil

it captures us
it binds us down in the moor

an unholy flame
fanned by the wash of desire
it captures us
it binds us down in the moor

day after day
time after time
place after place
god after god

day after day
you push the spirit away

we're not trying to get involved with it
we just want to get back home
we chased and evaded anicent traits
we longed for a sacred place

we're not trying to get involved with it
we just want to get back home
we chased and evaded anicent traits
we longed for a saving grace

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