Proving Grounds

The Hunter wakes and feels hungry
 neglecting time, will kill the weak
 No medicine will come of rain,
 craving wonder in a mystery
 Out of arrows, so she plants the seeds
 a solid promise to feed a need to worry
 Hands that come alive,
 grasping at the tree line.
 Hands free of all care
 Take what you want and discard your vices.
 What will you sacrifice to live this way?
 Betraying the distance
 You better stay out
 Take what you want, discard your vices
 What will you sacrifice to live this way?
 The malady invisible at the moment it's first witnessed
 So just breathe.
 I can't with so much air alive
 to grant life the weak can only see.
 Hands that come alive,
 grasping at the tree line.
 Hands free from all care.
 Hands that guide the knife.
 Take what you want and discard your vices.
 What will you sacrifice to live this way?
 Betraying the distance
 You better stay out
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 Her mouth is stitched
 with roots the earth refused to keep.
 She speaks escape in every place we sleep
 Her hands, soft skin
 A cure clawing for disease
 The serpent with its tail between its teeth
 Her eyes made bright
 with candles hewn from careful bones
 The wax it wanders, winds her throat
 Her breath is so loud
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 Her mouth is stitched
 with roots the earth refused to keep
 She speaks escape and now
 I can't leave her flying out to roam
 all on her own
 You see the trembling on the ends of her wings?
 Because of you, it's been shaking so consistently
 Leave behind the ghosts
 Leave behind the fires of home
 Every ounce of Hope
 is lost in the steps that we don't know.
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 Leave behind the ghosts
 Leave behind the fires of home
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 Every ounce of Hope.
 Hands that guide the sharp edge
 will turn towards the rope.