Uneducated life forms,
In a sea of the corrupted.
Oh, I will leave a mark inconceivable to that of the dinosaurs.
What's with these lies? I have nothing to allocate.
What's with these lies? I won't stand for this interrogation.
Whether sleeping or wide awake,
The sunset will never hold for me.
With tomorrow's grace, a thing of the past,
My greatest secrets' will only be forgotten,
In this battle against time, I'm only the adversary.














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