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I see a presence of meekness in the horizon

Coming closer I feel the eyes on

Me are grim and possessive torches

Lightening and encircling forces

Remorseful, filled with anxiety

Unwilling to see the inevitably

Omissioned mind oh so blind

With fear of separation you bind

Oh, my tin-winged angel how you heed

With gluttonous envy you feed

Upon your liars chair you bleed

Envy your malicious deeds

Frail and hollow you crumble at my feet

Attributing the frailty to everyone you meet

Unable and unwilling to make commence

Forcing your frailty on everyone else

Repent or be forever in debt

Unworthy tears you have wept

Hark to the chant of the contempt

Embodied in flesh this is the end

Oh, my tin-winged angel how you heed

With gluttonous envy you feed

Upon your liars chair you bleed

Envy your malicious deeds

The blind will bleed

The blind will bleed

Oh, my tin-winged angel how you heed

With gluttonous envy you feed

Upon your liars chair you bleed

Envy your malicious creeds