| cowardice muscles turn to torture | |
| the waking time is low | |
| inbetween the cut from top to bottom of control | |
| a many taste vents screaming blindface at the real disease | |
| form collapsing red sky revealed, caught up in the breeze | |
| they grow, I know, anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor | |
| it's there appeared in seconds only slipping murder web | |
| sleeping under glass decisions where the only light ways crack | |
| a many little sisters breed in force field unity | |
| genetic arms unfold braving night for lunacy | |
| they grow, I know, anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor | |
| hey stop i'll take her place, enter due hole | |
| and circles celebrated slavery for sake | |
| uncoils the run of blood of gravity and hate | |
| they grow, I know anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor | |
| they grow, I know anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor |
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