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Tad Morose >> Merchandise Links
Tad Morose
Stories around a tale faked and vague but oh so frail Strange vibrations like silent hum Absent words for the ear so numb Makes me wonder why If God would give me wings I would free my soul from mortal things Ten miles high above I would soar the sky leave my past behind Enter realms where angels fly Stories around a tale A broken past that's up for sale Spit at me you perfect fool I envy you you godless tool It makes me wonder why Invigorating thoughts make me live again Trancendence into light breach the fall of life Diving through the clouds like a hawk in flight ...Supreme ...Divine
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