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I. A Clot of Tragedy

Bring this underground, bring this to its knees.

Marching in slumber, swelling shades of mystery

we have the motive to breate and to feed from the

mouth of deciet.

Mutual fear will bring us peace as the raven builds its nest.

II. A Swarm of Dedication

I’m haunted by the strains of human limitation

sending you letters like I’m daring you to,

in relation to you going astray.

What seemed like a lifetime spent riding on the wings of the backwards

devils. It was as if I had fled from a lion, only to meet a bear.

Cut off when I saw the unseen. Sending me to my home,

covered with dust and ashes.

Humiliation and insignificansce.

Oh, the curious teeth of a bear, those fangs,

a continual lash and spur onto dedication.

I will not be moved or shaken. I will not be mislead.

Messenger follows messenger follows messenger follows messenger follows

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I. A Clot of Tragedy

Bring this underground, bring this to its knees.

Marching in slumber, swelling shades of mystery

we have the motive to breate and to feed from the

mouth of deciet.

Mutual fear will bring us peace as the raven builds its nest.

II. A Swarm of Dedication

I’m haunted by the strains of human limitation

sending you letters like I’m daring you to,

in relation to you going astray.

What seemed like a lifetime spent riding on the wings of the backwards

devils. It was as if I had fled from a lion, only to meet a bear.

Cut off when I saw the unseen. Sending me to my home,

covered with dust and ashes.

Humiliation and insignificansce.

Oh, the curious teeth of a bear, those fangs,

a continual lash and spur onto dedication.

I will not be moved or shaken. I will not be mislead.

Messenger follows messenger follows messenger follows messenger follows

messenger follows messenger follows messenger follows messenger follows

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