Red Antlers - Dung Beetle

Roll on
Make it strong
Hands on
To feed another generation of scum
For too long
Songs unsung
For the struggle for the break of dawn

Grace falls in silence
Unpraised layed on bystanders
Make me believe
In reasons why it stays unseen

Ball of dung
Cradlestrong
Unknowing young
To eat their way out of shit and wasted cum
Praise the sun
Pushed and shunned
To make way for them whom can do no wrong

Praise the light through violence
Unpraised bastards of the dawn
Make me believe
In reasons why it stays unseen

I'll make it all worthwhile
I'll carry them through dead and buried suns
I through the darkest dreams
Where I lie with suns to die
I breacher of violence
To see it tremble, to watch it all come down.
I lay it all to rest
To watch it fall
To watch it all come down
To watch it all come down again

Hold on
It's not done
Martyrdom, when it's time to reap I have for long been gone
Pushed and shunned
Songs unsung for my struggles for the break of dawn

Written by:
Timothy Gramnaes

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