Destruction's daughter,
I slaughtered around the clock,
and cleared a spot to create,
Look out, dreaming towards oh I don't know,
Progressive headlines in salt years,
progressive deadlines,
You want to know what's next,
but you can't know,
you want to know what's next but you can't though,
Mapping through the dark,
aging rhythmically,
it's just a campaign,
affixed onto the sunset,
you don't see,
there's plenty of victories,
Bring me true news was it really you?
did you caught in the swarm and they released you?
the words you screamed were too soft for their fists,
or their handcuffs,
swing away,
Swing away, send in the stingrays, send in the AK's
and the microphones,
when the last camera leaves who will wash where you bleed?
who will watch what you believe?
Mapping through the dark,
aging rhythmically,
it's just a campaign,
affixed onto the sunset,
you don't see,
there's plenty of victories,
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