Wait I'll be swifter than the speed of light Carbon my body a billion years of time You wake with the stitches over both your eyes And deny me my body and all earthly delights
It's time You are light I guess you are afraid of what everyone is made of
All your praying moments amount to just one breath Please keep your victory But give me little death
It's time You are light I guess you are afraid of what everyone is made of
So take to the streets with apocalypse refrain Your devotion has the look of a lunatic's gaze
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