black as night was not our rite so set on plot for those who rot and tell just what you are, now. This one time we'd come from home, back again this last time home, this one right is all we've said, so long after all we've done for long is all our time here spent, longing that which came and went and came back faster coming home, this one told so long there gone there before so last one standing here and gone, lost for theirs to know in mine, that this one set for lost is ours, this one set for lost in what we'd had this one set for theirs was, that this one set for lost is ours being for what we'd had here before, so set longing that before so let me know just what we are, knowing just what I could be here now and there gone without ours, this one taken, taken, taken, so we've said so long are we, so set more for all we'd needing this one lasting lasting back, forth and there upon our backs
who do you think think think think you are, telling me what to do, here so set, set for you? Who who who, who do you, think you are, telling me, what to do, set for set, set for you, set for burn, like I'd want you to I've set my motions back for you and thrust as you will, that spear you yearn to point in all directions at your words forth gone and told what we could be said there for, so set moreover thereon again into the last one, set for
violet light, set with all these places been before once more, set in stone, violet light, violet… lIght!