<are>made in the vine.

I am to not age or raise a vineyard here
(a/e//a/c)
With my face under the soil 
But let I the partisan come, 
With rain in her arms
And my mouth to the ground
Bm7 Fmaj(o)
Oh charred branches
A serpent pillar you wielded high,
When the angel thrust his sickle to
The earth and cried, 
Oh Christ pressed the wine 
Christ pressed the wine
on the wrath of God.
Am f

Am 3 ½ am
D232Into the horses bridle 
A11 Trodden without the cold
By statutes broken 
Our covenant,
Undefiled again, I buried her friend
A lost child, she ran, I know that man
held captive the fountain from; 
your hand.

221 2211 2213 




Four winged 
cheagen out his redwood bowl f
on a Solar bm 2x microinverter 
Forest wax bm melting near bm3
His wokeshift fire here.bm1

Lay your bricks down, Blind Eden am
The force of nature is your immigrant bm3
You must move the girl out laboured  bm
Child bearing f
(Glory) mighty, 
lady condemned, a/min
separating, independence is 
her womb, from I the counted
vampire will let us break 
the red boundaries autonomous
I commend your bravery

Am3 0 1 x2 
And on her neighbours bmdim
front lawn she had written, 
choice. f 
the sun will not look the same bm dim
no serpent pillar to reach the sky fm
And ever a servant angel will come bmdim
To bid Eden goodbye, fmaj
Salvation, this never means, to an end.fmaj

D11 Fx2


2211/F 
2211/F 

All conquering vines
2211/F 
                   2211/F 
EE/F
Are you made
Are you made
In the shafts. 
Oooh.. 2a 2a1 2a13 f ½ bm dma99 ½ a7 2a1
Oooh..

All conquering shafts, are made in the vine.

All conquering shafts.

i am where the word is kept forever .m4a

Underscore

(Tiberias Hebron, Derash Ein Sof-Cheremosh, Seven Prophets) Hyades of America.

One is sealed  to fate and cannot do wrong.

st dismas (Side Channel)