Lyrics

One life, one chance to show the world what you're made of,
Each hive and flock, you must rise above,

In time with measured impunity, they'll see what they brought forth never will be,
Placate the young and old with your willful apathy,
Your innocence is lost with your drive to be,

Use your forked tongue to worship the golden calf,
Pierced for the many He was, but you all just laugh.
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Released on: 4-07-20