.A gathering.
The leader feeds the masses what they want to hear.
The whisper screams thy name.
Come forth the night of lies,
Believe it after all you swore it.
Cut my eyes
I receive you
Rip my chest up
Someone got to go and now itâs my turn to be the god
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