The Chariot Dialogue With a Question Mark Lyrics

Dancing around, into the isle and into the yard.
Yes, we are practicing
for war.
Beg for your face. Beg for your fingertips.
The request; the response.
The emeralds of all we claim cost nothing
unless we walk off stage and then
bury it for all to see.
Precious diamonds.

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