My eyes are open to the
Blood that swallows me
And chokes my lungs when
I breathe in the air
They killed all the living
And left me to die with a
Hope that anything I love
Will ever seem to matter
Murdering lovers and
Marrying hatred and
Eating their kills before
Preaching their thoughts
Skeletons fight for
The lives of the living
In long-forgotten graveyards
That we covered with roads
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