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They keep their eyes on me
Even those that choose not to see
We sit pretty with our empathy
Black painted shells
Youth cast under a spell
Nothing more than just a ghost in the shell
Because you’re my angel of rage
But all I see is desecration and flames
I dipped my hands in blood
Crawled my way out through the mud
Because you’re my flower of rage
Disasters of war
It’s what you’re born for
Disasters of war
It’s what you’re born for
It’s what you’re born for
Disasters of war
It’s what you’re born for
Disasters of war
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