Abundant or broke The elect and the mute All will slip away, the billions? Like thieves through windows It leaves their branches white all breathe, be breathless To quit this mortal frame, We're not safe. Even lovers are asleep Both deceived and deceiver are His. This is victory, from all these years bowing in front of queens. Have gun, will travel Safe.
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