i starved the nation with 100 lies.
i am the one who dies
ive come to destroy this world. take it all down. separate all lands.
open wide your filthy mouth and fill it with sand.
is it painless? is anything painless?
when the clouds rain, they will bleed
and i am the sweet carriage, damaging your world.
the thought of me just hurts when you think, so you dont do it.
you believe that i dont exist, but i see you everyday
i whisper into your ear.
the earths destruction was my fault. it has always been my fault.
they never mention me in the newspapers because i do not exist.
no one really exists, they just think they do.
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