We feed
we feed our desolation
Let's bring it to an end
A swarm begins to stumble, the flees get to the cutlery
the bright light empties their will,
Ready to let behind
what they built, what they felt, a cleansing
And I, feel something beating in me
And I, will not put up with it
And i, walk this way till the end
And i, will be stronger
The close minded, will never have the delight
of this sweet treat, we can offer
a stone, a hump, which let you fall, but never stops from walking
be sure, every orphan, finds its place
be prepared for this burden, or
(YOU SHALL NOT.)
And everything which chained you, dropped down in a moment of pure insanity
that we have to overbear. a power which keeps us alive
The close minded, will never have the delight
of this sweet treat, we can offer
a stone, a hump, which let you fall, but never stops from walking
Be sure,
every orphan,
finds its,

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