Mr Locomotive’s diminished cadence

Silent graves singing a splendid mournful melody
A choir of demons and angels is sounding with a blue moon’s syncope
Oh, how blissful is! How blissful is Mr Locomotive’s strange harmony…

At the crows gathering, the passing souls are singing
Words of madness… Lament of unfulfilled promises
The joy of been doomed and liking it!

Old memories from the obituary’s mist
Don’t cry out of pain, don’t cry out of sorrow
Cry with grace from the brutality of been cursed

Oh, how delightful it is! Every single kiss from Mr Locomotive’s suite
We are imperfect, we are not ready for this
Just be aware, more is yet to come, we are still missing the coda of his song…

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