Your own are fucking dropping a different time sent of beings it will not be stopping
A speck of dust in a whirl wind of substance that brands us as what we are to become
What seperated us from what makes us numb
Forever u will hate and seal the fate of what strives to keep you going
If u have faith and u believe then the purpose is to keep it flowing
Fall for what u believe we all fall for what you think decieves give your right hand and see that u are not all that would stand forever in sight of mine thinking of the time.