Spoils

And now with the art of casting names,
Of honest beings,
The humans claim to be God,
Over every living f**king thing.

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They say we came to walk the Earth
They say you ain’t the common creature.

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????? human prey. x2

Every word of the ?????
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They will betray, what they admit x3
Language is a lord’s lament,
A way for him to circumvent
The loneliness and solidarity
And the search for fire and ?????

All the future ghosts
Who scratch their names in wet cement.

Demeaning meaning
As they shut out all the emptiness. x2
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