Your venom spread through you Miscellaneous minds, and meanings, and murders
Miscarry your shot and born again Miscarry your shot and born again
After the thunderstorm I've laid down my weapons Return to calmness, I want some concrete I wish you were honest and to know that you're by my side I don't want to be in the wilderness anymore
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I'm sharp, I observe neverness. No one shall ever deceive me I shall not use the same arms Their words will be their executioners