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To this point in life we've had no experience
And it feels like we're smashed beyond recognition
Bleak sections of thoughts a contrast to my hope
This is a form of tribute to the world you're digging in

I see my enemy
Not a good community

Separated by filthy worms
We're getting smaller and smaller
And isolated as we're following the pilgrim path
Fields and narrow walleyes
Lays upon us with hate
This is the cream of my dream
And nothing can come between

I see my enemy
Not a good community

But only death can come between us and the heavenly earth
But only death can come between us and the heavenly earth

To this point in life we've had no experience
And it feels like we're smashed beyond recognition
Bleak sections of thoughts a contrast to my hope
This is a form of tribute to the world you're digging in

I see my enemy
Not a good community