Undying616 - The Blight

Hear the call and rush foward to recieve your prize
Come ye children the fruit is ripe
Lets judge victory by its size
Cause the world ends tonight

Lets get a clear line of sight
Heed ezekiels call
As we come one and all
And get in line to see the light
We cant even be moved by rational lines
So lets try to end this with one last punch line

We are just animals with golden rules
That cant abide by the simplest of lures
I hope you are living right when the world
Returns to its original blight and goes back into the azure.

Written by:
roberto oppenheimer

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