New song.

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Lyrics:

Soundscape escape
Peripherals of memory
You can't handle
The fucked up thoughts inside of me
I'll read a childrens book
While the world comes crashing down
I killed four thousand men
And I cannot dawn a frown
Stock up and facts
And preach the lies
While there are families that I pry
Silencing the infidels by force at night
I put down the protest but I know you're right

We travel the earth
We tread over ground
We grimace at all
The dead bodies we found

I can't tell
Exactly what will happen next
Motivations from
A man on a crucifix
I'm apathetic to
the world we need to fix

We travel the earth
We tread over ground
We grimace at all
The dead bodies we found

You don't have to run
If I die
My pet goat's
perfect hide