Wake to the creaks and groans
Of the motors and the masts
On the sovereign sea
Trinkets of shrieking bone
Tainted tokens of a past
Come to trouble me
Out of time I go running
As you’re running out of time
Storming forth I return from the nothing
I am back to reclaim what’s mine
Cast into darkest voids
Ever waiting for the chime
Of the hand at two
Clots of a heart destroyed
Circulating in the blind
As they stand with you
Out of time I go running
within
wheels
walls
voids
trouble
trinkets
hammer
saddest
gifts
forth
stand
destroyed
drumming
doors
reclaim
despair
drifting
darkest
circulating
click
chime
masts
shores
storming
springs
clots
tokens
every
coming
shrieking
clocks
nothing
blind
sovereign
clink
creaks
closing
groans
heart
linking
locks
faces
return
tainted
motors
there
places
riddles
rings
running
waiting
shrines
taken
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