CASUAL IDENTITY
Just like eternity it vexes my frozen conscience.
Deep in the bones a long time, the worms crawled it through.
And I wonder,
shall I follow the everlasting silence?
Follow shadows or follow duties.
Conform to the sacramental rules.
Hurt into the isolation?
Crying rained with the dead man dust.
There’re so many places to go,
Here, with enemy
There’s always one more town where,
Ain’t nothing slur or scorn for murder.
The vault scratchy unlocked demons,
They covered sky with innocent blood.
The wood stood apart for enter
Me!
There’re so many places to go,
Here, with enemy
There’s always one more town where,
Ain’t nothing slur or scorn for murder.
Oh Lord let them see again!
Oh Lord let them see what’s wrong!
Oh Lord shun’ them under my will!
Beyond my control!
There’re so many places to go,
Here, with enemy
There’s always one more town where,
Ain’t nothing slur or scorn for murder.
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