Nothing but a sense of crude entitlement overall rain will never stop pouring this forest cries for justice not vengeance (not vengeance)
Escape from the rising sun return at the sight of the moon
Feed your ego with the loss of yourself
Nothing but a sense of crude entitlement overall you will never feel like yourself until you reach awareness of what surrounds you (of what surrounds you)
Escape from the rising sun return at the sight of the moon