Lyrics:
sustained life holds down every part of me Oh I wonder if I'm really scared, or if the men who foddered screams had ever cared Oh I wonder if your lurking
foddered His men all armed in mail He gave the matron half a mile To show them o'er the hill William slept, but Annie wakened When she heard their bridles
this earth We are inverse Foddered minds molded by a hidden hand Disposable lives in a state of thrall Draining away our potential We have been We have
foddered crone I'm dying, I'm dying for my demise What will be left of me, when I'm dead and gone As there was nothing for me when I was alive How beautiful
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