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Lost in the heather
In the longest hour of the bloody moon.
Wicker crackles cinders
Of what we once were;
Charred remains of blinded love.

In the tangerine waves we drown
And there is no sacrifice
No custom-made charade
That can save us now.

Twig by twig we have built him up
from our mistakes
Our fear gan ainm
A force of habit
And now we watch him burn.

Tonight we are heathens
Tomorrow misleaders
And more fool us
for believing.

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from Barbed​-​Wire Cage, released March 19, 2016
All words written by and copyright Natasha Helen Crudden 2013- recording copyright 2014

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Natasha Helen Crudden Dublin, Ireland

Punk-influenced poet and guitarist, photographer, author of poetry collection Barbed-Wire Cage and novel Empire Evolution and certified space-cadet. I am obsessed with blending raw punk with crafted poetry and am an avid fan of the current slam poetry scene in Ireland. ... more

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