Lyrics
You're worth more than anyone. We're sheep at peace on our plain, searching for grace, searching for sentience.
[So fight this frame of mind. Forget the role of nature's prize. Seeking a change of lives and deeds, tear them apart, tear us apart.]
We're falling into place. A sacrificial few must die, but that is the price. That is our penance. See what you've caused in the end.
Live life fighting for scraps, our indiscretion; the fuel of ideas fermenting - lost. Heads buried deep in communal troughs with singularity nonexistant. A mocking eye deep in the crowd, virtually un-noticed, save for a smile on the face of every man at bliss prepared for what's to come in due time.
Cut the glass into your eyes to interrupt your vision. Parting words, but pay no mind, no fault to be had, no fault to be found.
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