Forgotten throws at anothers lie
The heart of love is our own deny
Faithless creeds consolidating
Holding down sweet charity
With western eyes and serpent's breath
We lay our own conscious to rest
But I'll make it
At the view
Yes I'm breaking
At the scenes just like you
They have valley's of a certainty
The innocent they can't hide away
To crucify infolidating
Turn into this honesty
With western eyes and serpent's breath
They lay there own conscious to rest
But then they lie and then they dare to be
Hidden heroes chandeliers
So I'll make it
At the view
Yes I'm breaking
At the scenes just like you
I feel so cold
On hookers and gin
This mess we're in
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