To the evil that never arrived,
with the misfits I deprive my heart.
It is the last of us, who had no choice,
as the sun sets we became the art.
A Small victory to proclaim
as I dive under the world
that slowly falls apart.
Here I stand with a gun in my hand,
in doubt, I try to withstand,
as earth has to be my promise land.
Let me spread my wings, under its own
colourless weight, for you, my fatherland.
In the beginning of time, with the tree of life,
I pay for my failure as I taste blood on my hand.
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