Somehow we're sent by fools
No better when we're lost
I fell into your shoes
But only one
Hoping to be shown
A leaner curfew
Hopeful senseless sins
Gathering clues

Weaving into
Feeding off the youth

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The skies are overwhelmed
Another teacher
Heads for higher ground
Gathering clues

Weaving into
Feeding off the youth

Closing chapters tell of
A final virtue
Pay for healing as
Eyes go hollow

Weaving into
We bring this to you