. We'll never know selflessness. We are the same. We become what we tell ourselves we are. Equated in hatred and loathing. But we throw one last desperate swing at
eyes fixed into the ground Wishing we could be somewhere far away And the rain of tears bursted from the skies upon us - The drowning, while shrieks beyond the centuries
It's mine, it's all mine you understand? At least me and my peoples, can you dig that? 21st century thought I'd never see it Right around the corner,
