To this point in life we`ve had no experience And it feels like we`re smashed beyond recognition Bleak sections of thoughts a contrast to my hope This is a form of tribute to the world you`re digging in
I see my enemy, not a good comunity.
Separated by filthy worms we`re getting smaller and smaller And isolated as we`re following the pilgrim path Fields and narrow walleyes lays upon us with hate You`re the cream of my dream and nothing can come between.
I see my enemy, not a good comunity.
Only death can come between us and the heavenly earth. Only death can come between us and the heavenly earth.
To this point in life we`ve had no experience And it feels like we`re smashed beyond recognition Bleak sections of thoughts a contrast to my hope This is a form of tribute to the world you`re digging in
I see my enemy, not a good comunity.
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