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Miss May I -Our Kings |
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Holding back from near consumption. |
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Starving to taste ourselves |
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and the sensation of an existence. |
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A feast for only the ones who are kings. |
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The outcome of a revolution built to consume its own. |
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The outcome of a revolution built to consume itself. |
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This will contain what has already been said before. |
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The message enclosed will be the one we dread the most. |
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Coming generations will learn that our kinds were nothing |
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but cannibals of their own race not strong enough to be men. |
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And then the young will rise they will tell them... |
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This will contain what has already been said before. |
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The message enclosed will be the one we dread the most. |
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And when the young will rise they will tell them all to go. |
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Go back to your Hell. |
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Holding back from near consumption. |
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Starving to taste ourselves and the sensation of an existence. |
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A feast for you the one they call a king. |
