The Wild Haunt

Artificial Language

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Surely there’s a place for us
Surely there’s a place for us

Please, leave me out of breath
Inspire a fire undimmed by this abyss swallowing us

Is there a way to take control of our directives?

Please, leave me out of breath
Inspire a fire undimmed by this abyss swallowing us
Swallowing us

Separated from what’s burnt out

I am years and miles away from the man that I had wanted to be
He’s a stranger distancing himself, as I chase the air that he breathes
That I had wanted to be
The air that he breathes

Is there a way to take control of our directives?

Please, leave me out of breath
Inspire a fire undimmed by this abyss swallowing us

Surely there’s a place for us (swallowing us)
Surely there’s a place for us (separated from what’s burnt out)