Summon in Thunder

hey, leave me be to torch the skies and your constellations banned disaster new era chillings my dramatics are anthems weaved covertly in surprise hint to reveal beyond collapsing a sonnets blur by the cons doom ridden, the light is out paralyzed by

first blood on the civic corrosion they crawl in the sin of children high hopes come along in the riddle loose crossroad motion from a stiff at the vine longhaul learnings to parade in the heat lessons lean in a click from the turnsite blinding tone