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Hear, can you hear them coming?
The voracious hounds surround.
There's no sense running.
No hiding out, they will hunt me down.
Life worth living for the taste of fear.
A trail of tears leads them near.
Scents of my flesh ripping.
But I'm still here.

Excavate my earth, exhume my corpses.
Parading your dismay of a face contorted.
I lead them to rest, you attempt new life.
To display your virtue, garner the eyes.
Let it die,
Let it die young
Let it die young.

Behind the glass, barricade yourself free.
Strong in isolation, weak upon your feet.
Reinvent yourself an effigy.
Painted face, a guarded place to force your beliefs.

Paragon from a distance;
You just play a part in your own fiction.
Paragon, from a distance,
You tell anyone who will listen.
From afar, a quintessential being.
Your façade is your existence.

You dare not to swim in your salt and your sulfur
High above the ruinous faults of your brothers.
Give them something they can turn to,
Human un-being.
The world will look upon you and learn nothing.
Nothing.

Let the graves be graves.
Let the graves, be graves.

Are you searching for your life at their gallows?
Are you searching for your light in their shadows?

Paragon from a distance,
You tell anyone who will listen.
From afar, a quintessential being.
Your façade is your existence.

Ripped apart by corruption and power.
Breeders of hatred and subdivision of green.
See you reflection?

All access to platforms to spread their disease?
In a word that's bleeding.
Be a cell that clots, watch it renew.
The peace comes in pieces.
Let the inception of war end with you.
Let it die.
Let it die young.

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