Fight the dark a little harder Shave the part that insists on Feeding a foetal fascist Lift the drape that draws intent
Its orbital, intriguing I sought the lions heart but was scared In faces held all portions felt the scent of a coward devoured Id
Fight the dark a little harder Shave the part that insists on Feeding a foetal fascist Lift the drape that draws it 'Cuz I am all but my wings away Flying high
Who is this for? For Algredore
Two years enrolled in this limelight Paged by a being and mine aligned Cannibals exist, when your awake I feel sick, I hate I
Timing in theory is incredible an incredible feat. Who? art thou he wants a who?
Shot to our knees by the truest of lies And given the verdict by the widest of eyes The right choice was left out We've left her for dead Now tie your own rope for the hanging
lift and draw the light. lift it and draw the light.