This Apparatus Must Be Unearthed (Landscape Tantrums Version)

I’ve been waiting for so long
For someone to
Mend all the blame
It was raining down fingers
[???] remain
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You came here on time
I just hope that it’s not too late
I’ve seen you at night
Biting the frost of silence
Can you cure us of this fate?
Mock the litany in its face
Is that you, Moatilliatta?

I’ve been waiting for so long
For someone to
Mend all the blame
They blew talks about reckons
But the senses won’t
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Hex zero rouge
He’ll hibernate no more
The altars run dry
Prefect dictate your final words
Does it sting of augur truth?
Was your temple left in ruins?
Is that you, Moatilliatta?

I’ve been waiting for so long
For someone to
Mend all the blame
I was tossing a [?]
And [?]
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This is the altar
The one that you let me die in
On your knees
How you wept
Much like Omertà
The quiet has shielded all intent
On the ground it appears
Like a wrath
Avenging the lamb as bait
In a bed of nails you made
Who is this effigy?
Is there straw dressed in these fields?
And now it won’t be long

I’ve been waiting for so long
For someone to
Mend all the blame
They blew talks about reckons
But the senses [?]
Anonymous
Avenge my name
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