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Fineshrine - Purity Ring
Written by：Megan James/Corin Roddick

Get a little closer let fold

Cut open my sternum and pull

My little ribs around you

The rungs of me be under under you

I'll cut the soft pockets let bleed

Over the rocky cliffs that you leave

To peer over and not forget what feet are

Splitting threads of thunder over me

That I might see with my chest and sink

Into the edges round you

Into the lakes and quarries that brink

On all the edges round you round you round you

Get a little closer let fold

Cut open my sternum and pull

My little ribs around you

The lungs of me be crowns over you

Get a little closer let fold

Cut open my sternum and pull

My little ribs around you

The rungs of me be under under you

I'll cut the soft pockets let bleed

Over the rocky cliffs that you leave

To peer over and not forget what feet are

Splitting threads of thunder over me

Listen closely closely to the floor

Emitting all its graces through the pores

You make a fine shrine in me

You build a fine shrine in me

That I might see with my chest and sink

Into the edges round you

Into the lakes and quarries that brink

On all the edges round you round you round you

Get a little closer let fold

Cut open my sternum and pull

My little ribs around you

The lungs of me be crowns over you

Get a little closer let fold

Cut open my sternum and pull

My little ribs around you

The rungs of me be under under you