no altar for the company man
supine
GENRE
The old guard are forming factions and leveraging them
New blood to line their coffers, gilded as planned
Their halls lined with lighted sconces, otherwise dark
I see your scotch-brite and raise you peat moss, the color of dirt
Augment the reins to offset the power concentrated in glistening palms
Augment the reins to undermine the weight of a few fronds
Augment the reins to offset thе power concentrated in glistеning palms
Augment the reins to emulate the shape of a hammer
You stand up for some beguiling causes
You stand up for some beguiling causes
It's easier yet to let the steam collect around your tired head
Than face them forthright, besides it was futile the last time you tried
It ebbs and it flows, your cistern of will and never shares where it goes
With plodding empaths, I resign to pilfer whatever joy I can find
You stand up for some beguiling causes
Let em mix potions & pills
You stand up for some beguiling causes
Watched as they erode the hills
New blood to line their coffers, gilded as planned
Their halls lined with lighted sconces, otherwise dark
I see your scotch-brite and raise you peat moss, the color of dirt
Augment the reins to offset the power concentrated in glistening palms
Augment the reins to undermine the weight of a few fronds
Augment the reins to offset thе power concentrated in glistеning palms
Augment the reins to emulate the shape of a hammer
You stand up for some beguiling causes
You stand up for some beguiling causes
It's easier yet to let the steam collect around your tired head
Than face them forthright, besides it was futile the last time you tried
It ebbs and it flows, your cistern of will and never shares where it goes
With plodding empaths, I resign to pilfer whatever joy I can find
You stand up for some beguiling causes
Let em mix potions & pills
You stand up for some beguiling causes
Watched as they erode the hills
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