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To this point in life we've had no
And it feels like we're smashed recognition
Bleak sections of thoughts a contrast to my
This is a form of tribute to the you're digging in

I see my enemy, not a comunity.

Separated by filthy worms we're smaller and smaller
And as we're following the pilgrim path
Fields and narrow walleyes lays us with hate
You're the cream of my and nothing can come between.

I see my enemy, not a comunity.

Only death can come us and the heavenly earth.
Only death can between us and the heavenly earth.

To this point in we've had no experience
And it feels we're smashed beyond recognition
Bleak sections of thoughts a to my hope
This is a form of tribute to the world digging in

I see my enemy, not a comunity.