The enemy of the world our greatest defeat
Slave warfare
Our wings are almost dry and free
Absorbing violence
[pain]
Punishing pain
Poetry is the perfume of the
Soul [no fear, no god, alternate stasis takes me places, the
World, enemy]
Nightmare babies, fire gods
Speaking
Of dream time serpants
And walking with the elder dead
Fear me mortal [FEAR ME]
Fear me
Feed my disease
Feed my disease [the taste of fear in the seventh phase of
The disease]
And in tiny little houses
On tiny
Little streets [everythings normal, everythings not ok
It's normal]
Voices raise and [as long as you're
Under my roof you will respect me]
Fear is alive [as long
As you're under my roof you will respect ME]
And
Laughter
He's knows tolerance [don't forget me]
Slave warfare
Our wings are almost dry and free
Absorbing violence
[pain]
Punishing pain
Poetry is the perfume of the
Soul [no fear, no god, alternate stasis takes me places, the
World, enemy]
Nightmare babies, fire gods
Speaking
Of dream time serpants
And walking with the elder dead
Fear me mortal [FEAR ME]
Fear me
Feed my disease
Feed my disease [the taste of fear in the seventh phase of
The disease]
And in tiny little houses
On tiny
Little streets [everythings normal, everythings not ok
It's normal]
Voices raise and [as long as you're
Under my roof you will respect me]
Fear is alive [as long
As you're under my roof you will respect ME]
And
Laughter
He's knows tolerance [don't forget me]
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