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Sew The Seed Sown – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

Ride the tiger,

for it’s ready to go,

satellites in the sky,

devils in your heart,

break down the doors,

so rock,

lets rock,

so rock,

lets rock,

demonic sons in the drivers seat,

and were gonna ride down the line until dawn,

so grab your bottle,

drink it down,

for the wind is gonna sing as it rushes through your hair,

as it combs the pain away,

with a flame higher than a funeral pyre,

so rock,

lets rock,

so rock,

lets rock,

for the dues are done,

the fees are paid in blood,

the sun is gone and there ain’t nothing left to do but rock,

so rock,

lets rock,

so rock,

lets rock!

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