Fresno to See
Fresno to See
the damn shadows breathe
lone streets, death stalks,
eternal sleep weaves
ravage and blood walks.
clearing way for gun smoke
and its this samurai gleam
the jest comes from joke,
the gutters belch steam.
laying awake in black dreams
where the screams have never faded
the damn shadows breathe
lone streets, death stalks,
eternal sleep weaves
ravage and blood walks.
clearing way for gun smoke
and its this samurai gleam
the jest comes from joke,
the gutters belch steam.
laying awake in black dreams
where the screams have never faded
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