.A septant year alive, not a drop in poisonâs name
I walk the streets alive, barely knowing my own name
Metamorphosis, the cut, the wreck, the blade
And in my own eyes, the light, the heat, the blaze
âCause there was blood on the view
And we took it and we wrote anew
Left in.
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