Auger has a show on the 7th, but I don't know where it is.
The Coven With Wings
Witching windows bring forth wickedness
Underneath dying steady
Black baloons burst beneath the force of the sun
Angels' tears make healing balm in Gilead
Dressed and uptight
All fancy for the evacuation
Yes I do think I'm all grown, like an aging child
My childhood was set in stone
My adult is sealed in biohazard
Pierce the placenta, open the new womb
Pick the philosophers' stone
Keep digging in the rubble of broken dreams
The fangs grew out of empty gums
The witching hour was approaching
I once wanted to be saved
Now I'm just afraid
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