Hate runs through me like a vain.
It’s coming for me as I watch them march down this false line.
I’m fanning all the anger I can find.
Alarming in this present phase, destroying all these places in my mind.
Living in the final days, bombing all the places left to hide.
Safe some place so far away,
Without the burning cities of the men who commit their crimes.
They rule their living in the end of time.
Alarming in this present phase, destroying all these places in my mind.
Living in the final days, bombing all the places left to hide.
Alarming in this present phase, destroying all these places in my mind.
Living in the final days, bombing all the places left to hide.
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