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naturalist creed
open mind,
open as the throats of the ones who died
headless leadership
deafened bodies, mouths scream no!
you have no creed,
i can make you one
you can make it so
"we shall be deaf,
but we shall never be the dumb"
"we shall shun the crest
from the valley slums"
"the shadow of death, cannot frighten,
those who stare
into the sun"
Never look back,
especially when you're wrong
progress shall progress,
and it wont be long
Time is the healer,
the physician of my lungs
huff the ashes of the weak
the cancer grows, the smokers breathe
chains adorn the wrists of slaves
some are born to serve
kill the servants that rise from the grave
the perpetual ones.
body
the living
eat
the dead
die
inside
feed
your head
curiosity kills
stay in your place
we will sow the whirlwind
and reap the earthquake
open as the throats of the ones who died
headless leadership
deafened bodies, mouths scream no!
you have no creed,
i can make you one
you can make it so
"we shall be deaf,
but we shall never be the dumb"
"we shall shun the crest
from the valley slums"
"the shadow of death, cannot frighten,
those who stare
into the sun"
Never look back,
especially when you're wrong
progress shall progress,
and it wont be long
Time is the healer,
the physician of my lungs
huff the ashes of the weak
the cancer grows, the smokers breathe
chains adorn the wrists of slaves
some are born to serve
kill the servants that rise from the grave
the perpetual ones.
body
the living
eat
the dead
die
inside
feed
your head
curiosity kills
stay in your place
we will sow the whirlwind
and reap the earthquake
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