If I let you, You would consume me
As I would consume you with out a doubt
Seems familiar this situation
The situation in which smalls words and phrases mean nothing
Counterfeit your Conclusions
For I know, as I made your expenses
Back and forth with meaningless dribble and hopes of saying something worthy
Gather together, your Covenant can crumble
Give it more thought, and You may see
Those intents forge greater wisdom
For blue collar and cupid instruments of
Fear and Fire...
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