Heaven sold to hungry spirits. Rituals for birth right down (?). God? fear is wielded. The credulous will never see us. Programmed child in pre-? courses.
All the time you see us we'll be on our way. Taking what is mine 'cos now I'll have my day. Dominator soul he take what's in his way. Dominator soul he take what's in his way.
the lore of elders passes judgement on this waste. and finding me or them does lack accepting fate. . we watch them come and go with speed of passing clouds.