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I'M NOT THE MAN OF A WOMAN'S DREAMS I INSPIRE NOT ROMANCE OR MOONBEAMS I GUESS, JUST TAKE LIFE FOR WHAT IT SEEMS AND WAIT FOR DEATH TO SLITHER IN I'M NOT A FLOWER BLOOMING, MORE A WEED NOR FRUIT OF THE VINE, NOR A SEED BUT GARBAGE BLOWING ON A CITY STREET FLIES BUZZING 'ROUND CORRUPT MEAT. WAITING FOR DEATH TO SLITHER IN I DON WHITE ARMOR, BUT FALL FROM WHITE HORSE YET, I WISH NOT TO CHANGE MID-COURSE MY JOURNEY FROM LONELINESS TO DESIRE, IN VAIN TO FEAR'S SLOW CRAWL AND BACK AGAIN. TWILIGHT TIME DOES NOT INVITE ME MY OWN KINDNESS TURNS ABOUT TO FIGHT ME SOIL,  TO ROCK BENEATH MY FEET AS LAVA BURNS THE SKY ABOVE NOT SCOURGE OF WAR OR SATAN

I'M NOT THE MAN OF A WOMAN'S DREAMS I INSPIRE NOT ROMANCE OR MOONBEAMS I GUESS, JUST TAKE LIFE FOR WHAT IT SEEMS AND WAIT FOR DEATH TO SLITHER IN I'M NOT A FLOWER BLOOMING, MORE A WEED NOR FRUIT OF THE VINE, NOR A SEED BUT GARBAGE BLOWING ON A CITY STREET FLIES BUZZING 'ROUND CORRUPT MEAT. WAITING FOR DEATH TO SLITHER IN I DON WHITE ARMOR, BUT FALL FROM WHITE HORSE YET, I WISH NOT TO CHANGE MID-COURSE MY JOURNEY FROM LONELINESS TO DESIRE, IN VAIN TO FEAR'S SLOW CRAWL AND BACK AGAIN. TWILIGHT TIME DOES NOT INVITE ME MY OWN KINDNESS TURNS ABOUT TO FIGHT ME SOIL,  TO ROCK BENEATH MY FEET AS LAVA BURNS THE SKY ABOVE NOT SCOURGE OF WAR OR SATAN

I'M NOT THE MAN OF A WOMAN'S DREAMS I INSPIRE NOT ROMANCE OR MOONBEAMS I GUESS, JUST TAKE LIFE FOR WHAT IT SEEMS AND WAIT FOR DEATH TO SLITHER IN I'M NOT A FLOWER BLOOMING, MORE A WEED NOR FRUIT OF THE VINE, NOR A SEED BUT GARBAGE BLOWING ON A CITY STREET FLIES BUZZING 'ROUND CORRUPT MEAT. WAITING FOR DEATH TO SLITHER IN I DON WHITE ARMOR, BUT FALL FROM WHITE HORSE YET, I WISH NOT TO CHANGE MID-COURSE MY JOURNEY FROM LONELINESS TO DESIRE, IN VAIN TO FEAR'S SLOW CRAWL AND BACK AGAIN. TWILIGHT TIME DOES NOT INVITE ME MY OWN KINDNESS TURNS ABOUT TO FIGHT ME SOIL,  TO ROCK BENEATH MY FEET AS LAVA BURNS THE SKY ABOVE NOT SCOURGE OF WAR OR SATAN