The innate nature of your defenses scream at me, taunt me from trees I cut down and burn to the ground.
Is there really a bottom to this pit?
Doesn't matter really.. You forgot that in my time as a fisherman the sea gulls taught me to fly.
The audacity of your units racing through my mind in bullets, razors and even smiles.
Is there a light at the end of this tunnel..?
Ask yourself this..
Because I'm in that car heading your way and when I see you..
I might have already forgot.
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