v1: slipping through, slipping through the blood stained cracks, elevating to the point of no return, a vast web of lies and demand holding there hands till the bottom drops out.

ok I see it I feel the new, once lost but found alone, giving and tearing them limb from limb its just a matter of time for we will WIN!!!

chorus: so bask in the glory of a false narrative, this isn't forever but sure feels like it is, overcoming these...