We have filled the earth, with nothing but disease. I sat back to watch it burn, but no match will strike. What grace is fading into the wind, if our journey has ceased to begin. No matter how vast our lives grow, the old is sinking in. The dead walks the earth in hope to never wake, we shake hands but it was only a mistake. I can speak aloud for the face in the crowd, to witness our lungs grow cold, we have wasted so much. Now the seasons change, we all let go, the years have died. Our feet sink further into the sand of sin, it wasn't our fault, we were pushed without force. I found faith when it was too late. Now my mouth is filled with deceit and now my heart sinks with sorrows.
Forgive me, I didn't know enough.
Forgive them, they followed me.
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