Entrust your prayers to hearts of lost gods who could not invent their own religion I will watch these swinging lights still themselves I could tie our arms together until time collapses, but all attempts to save this spirit are as thin as paper-airplanes crashing to the ground Escape plans scribbled in crayon colours all over the wings, they crash to the ground There is an open sore on my lung where the real words escape and break my ribs to get out and be heard Take this happiness from my arms, I think that I do not need it anymore






<hail dread cthulhu>




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<I'm a pirate>






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Far flung shit from left field to form a cult turned into a nation Their outdated traditions silver-spoon fed down your throat, their secret intention to destroy disguised as purity, reality is rape I will not believe in a god that accepts terrorism as worship






<halloween>






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