set you heart at a pace no one could follow

Until its right in the face no one would swallow



We the subtle damned, refuse to follow

And we are determined to control



So many hours in the day in which you'll suffer

The saviour you delegate just basks in power



We the subtle damned, refuse to follow

And we are determined to control



We've lost it all

We breed contempt

With years to go a wealth of debt

A simple retreat


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