the direction of the eye so misleading the defection of the soul nauseously quick
I don't question our existence I just question our modern needs
I will walk...with my hands bound I will walk...with my face blood I will walk...with my shadow flag into your garden garden of stone
after all is done we're still alone I won't be taken yet I'll go...
I will walk...with my hands bound I will walk...with my face blood I will walk...with my shadow flag into your garden garden of stone
I don't show... I don't share... I don't need what you have to give...
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