waiting for my name to be called
a thousand displaced stars descending
sparks of a cutting torch
breaching the bowels of heaven
and i'm waiting for my name to be called
where your singing voice
is only disease and filth
lined with the resin of crematoriums
and i'm waiting for my name to be called
floating prayers to the moon
to catch that current in the sky
1 1/2 months away
waiting for my name to be called
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