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Mob
The sun burns blood hot in the sky
farther than the distance of description.
To kill is to sacrifice
To kill is to crave
To kill is to breathe.
To kill is to kill is to kill
is to sin is to sin is to sin.
As the blood flows
the sun burns blood hot in the sky,
sets into impossible night
over the just and unjust alike.
farther than the distance of description.
To kill is to sacrifice
To kill is to crave
To kill is to breathe.
To kill is to kill is to kill
is to sin is to sin is to sin.
As the blood flows
the sun burns blood hot in the sky,
sets into impossible night
over the just and unjust alike.
Published 8th Dec 2014
| Edited 30th Dec 2014
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8th Dec 2014 5:28am
Hits hard, the verses..when all is done ethicless by meaningless men, the bloody spate juz remains an undoable fate. Loved those lines
"the blood burning hot in the sky
setting into impossible night“
"the blood burning hot in the sky
setting into impossible night“
8th Dec 2014 3:49pm
8th Dec 2014 6:44pm
8th Dec 2014 8:21pm
