PERFECT FUTURE LYRICS

"Palate"

Because the walls are not white washed and no one is rocked to sleep, I'll continue to speak about searing hairs and wet screams escaping the split necks from what may be the very next conscious species. When life becomes a resource, how am I supposed to believe that I'm not next? There is something significant in that we have the knowledge that we can destroy or prevent. Yet, (still) we have chosen to swallow the Earth.

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