I Ain't Concealing The Truth Anymore
Before The Forest Came The Floor
Pour Sand In The Wheels Of Logic
It Still Makes Bread
Blame The Dendrite
You Demerit
You Would Take The Earth As It's Core Too
You Would Take Away The Truth Of Origins And Call It Voodoo
Still I Haven't Touched You
I Would Reduce This House To Rubble
Let Solidarity Burst
Find Constuction In Flames
You Find Foundation
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