Sought, the river breathes but I fear its embrace. I have called it, with my pain but I fear its embrace. I have bled it, with my smile but I fear its embrace.
There are others here; they call to me with lyrics smelted in silver. They adorn their chests echoed emblems, life-born symmetries, of hearts.
Sought, the river sings but I fear its embrace. I have held it, with my shame but I fear its embrace. I have drank it, with my tears but I fear its embrace.
The others here; they call to me with lyrics born in gold. They writhe on their chests, remembered symbols, birth-born codices, of hearts.
Flooding, the river comes but I fear its embrace. It is nearing, to my name but I fear its embrace. It will hold me, to my deeds but I fear its embrace.
The others here; they will rescue me but I fear their embrace.
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