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Not devotion
It's just the mask of our failure, and it's crawling me as fuck.
That's not devotion.
Aaaaa Fuck!
Be brave, let them see your teeth, feel the blind wind (feel the blind wind)
Slit and kill slowly,
We came from the bottom.
If you can soar like an angel
Don't act like god,
If you won't smell like an animal.
Like an animal
Down on our kness,
We pray for all our sins
Sacrifice and try to face
Celebrate and keeping an eye up high in the air.
We're raising up, hinger
About to catch an eagle eyes
We're going to be the best, and growing to be something greater, not to be suffered
To be stronger.
And now, i've find the reason for what was being started, to obliterate what make us weak.
Dissappointed, it has been spoken but it is tasteless.
Sharpen your teeth, feel the blind wind.