Buried in my grave
Wondering how to behave
Sit in the flickering light
Knocking me down
Burning ledge of crazy
Long grave faces
Some outside force
Peering into my heart
Dashing out intense
Turn me around
Blood running down
Fell on the moan
Sneaked out lifting
There in the front door
Like a pack of wolves
The same thing against
Ugly looking brandished
Fell all over
Getting out of the place
Standing in the iron trenches
Beaten gobbling goat
Taking the steam out
An exchange of how
Tough and invincible
Run away and picked
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