
STANDING STILL WITH NO REMORSE KNIFE IN HAND LOOKING THROUGH BRITTLE GLASS
NO ONE STANDING BEHIND OR ABOVE THE ROAD
THERE IT IS JUST BARELY SEEN A STORM THAT MOURNS
SHE WILL EAT AND KEEP THE SECRETS
KNOWING THE PLEASURE OF SILENCE
KNOWING THE KEYS TO THE TRANCE
THERE THE HUMANS PRAYING TO HER TO KEEP QUITE
WHILE THEY EAT AND SLEEP THE PLEASURES
WHILE THE ROB STEAL AND KILL
THERE IT IS
FILLED WITH FAT
SMOOTH AND CUNNING
HAPPY WITH DOPE
AND RATIONS OF HOPE
NOT TO WORRY
YOU ARE FEED WITH STORRIES
WHY SHOULD YOU CARE IF YOU DONT DARE
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