come here, let me show you the sun
have you ever seen anything so white
have you ever been lowered
beneath the surface
and reborn a killer
a first-born grain
washed down the drain
with the sand and the soap
there is no hope
there is no plan
just because i can see
doesn't mean i will
because of the rain
a city fell
if you drink from my cup
you never will
if you drink from my cup
if you swallow a pill
all hands on deck
the captain's opening
a barrell of rum
three days until easter
let's see some blood run
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