Tiny, crawl up my, ripping me with knives from tiny
Chameleon you change to fit cutting off limbs adding presthetics
New Recruits.
Eyes wide to the horror of their quick decision
i won't fall in line - you said by this
I cant believe this you wont deceive me again.
I cant
Bombshell again were going out of our minds. it's just
When it generates like this when it opens holes and
i want to fight to live - my own way-
The art of warfare.
Into the dust we go.
Anthem of agony
[instrumental]
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