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I never thought I'd be the one

To face this serpents tongue

With it wrapped around my neck

My back against the rising sun

Down and around as above so below

Searching for something

When nothing will show

Hacking and slashing to reap what you sow

Around and around down the further we go

I've been shot down

But not one sound

Ate ten twelve rounds

And hit the ground

Blood in the dirt

Soaking the earth

Casting my curse

Death evades me

A price to pay

It all turns gray

But vengeance may

Just be the only way

Swinnging low though you're still strug high

I'll take delight as you rot from the inside

[Harrison Brown]

Misdirect as you weave through

Kills the noise all on trial must go

Time will heal but it never slows

All the while these precious days leave you

Down we go