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May 2015
How rotten it is, true to see

Is burning bridges, among burning trees

Redact your senses, among this pyre

Will see our ends, in this burning fire

We gave our joy, for selfishness and greed

We developed a bloodlust, a mighty need

We ate the meek, and burned the rest

Now we wait for our rewards, in jest

This is humanity, blanketed with deceit

But it smiles at corruption, and always eats

This machine is burning bones, ever so much

When we lose all the bones, we will lose touch

Humanity smiles, with a bloodied grin

Blaming the innocent for its sin

This is so, this is such

A blood starved beast, lusting for much
Astral
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Astral  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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