The Ballad Of St. A Disciple

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The air is leaving here, it's getting hard to breathe
We're all choking
Thought you was innocent, manage a compromise
Cannon's loaded

Inside my atmosphere and now a paradigm
It's shooting
A good man was living here, virtue was evident
To all but discipline

Pride was wrong when wrong went right
I'm fading
Black has turned to gray inside
And I know that I need saving

Can you save me?
Take me away to where you are
'Cause I won't live without it

I'm falling very fast, a bread that never lasts
Well, I'm starving
Sitting and shackled here, the key is in my hand
But I'm frozen

Revelation sings, justice delivery
Is blinding
My death is imminent, I'd rather die with you
Than utterly alone