8.Phantoms
With a crash of the glass-towered world
We escape
Making beds of hostile landscapes
The wood crack of moment to moment
Stings our faces
But tears away at four structures
We're moving together
Moving together, moving together
Moving together
Up the steepest of wave walls
We climb
Against the back of the sunlit mountainside
The ghosts and the gun guide our way
Through riffraff of light
Looking in on our own true nature
We're moving together
Moving together, moving together
Moving together
We're less and less human
More and more phantom
Broad-winged and boundless
Shadowed and soundless
Fervent and faithless
Towering traceless
Deconstructing our nature
We're moving together
We're moving together
Moving together, moving together
Moving together
Moving together, moving together
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