Stand TallHate prevails as my mind swoons salty water To the surface of forsight for my dieing daughter The flood swells from little to large in quantity My misconception leads to infanite brutalityStand Tall
And harsh awakenings of the mind Oh how undivine My soul sears into a rhythm of draw step, Draw step
Dont let the sword hit you where it means the most Dont let the pain bring you down and make u coast The shores of broken senses This situation is relentless
The devil will break you so dont become crippled Into a shrivled proon, the pain has just trippled &nbs
Nooky
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