We see the vipers of distance
Crawl into our lives everyday
Breeding our Edens of hatred
Pathetically stupid and unkind
We couldn't look a saint in the eyes
On the storm
It's time to go
On the storm
It's time to go
Marching in ines of contradiction
Forgetting the history we make
An Unkind
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