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a cloud, a cauldron, a colony - the sawtooth grin lyrics

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sons and daughters of the meadow, a tree line clandestine
ritual of play casting seasons into years
our eyes narrow to the fluttering sky
a colony nocturnal
the witching hour in flight

i was slight at twelve
when the notion dawned
those aren’t birds, harrying the dusk
a cauldron of red eyes flit
boiling over in pairs
bloodshot
blood*love
bloodl*st

tattering clouds burst
on pointed wings
envoys of the equinox
ribboning through slithy
with malice
this is blood*love
this is bloodl*st
this is bat country

- the sawtooth grin lyrics

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