It didn't crave for it.
It wasn't asked, if it wants to be next.
And now it's to blame and it's spitted.
Shot with gazes.
Insect blame.
Time has come.
The nature creates us what we should be.
You can do everything, but you're not free.
And it decided to make you drink blood.
You must drink blood and die for a crowd.
Shot with gazes.
Insect blame.
Time has come.
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