2.Test
Lights shine from the burning faces I don't care if it blinds me
shadows gesture me for panic but there's never anywhere to
flattered
from media sized rages never to miss the wicked ways not so easy
to get fooled by emergency broadcast rule it's a relapse! a
point of collapse! god bless my soul it's up to you now crawl on
all of us another message attempt to scare us again rejection of
all
what is said I listen to only what's discordant like the sting
of razor sharp glass enjoy the scene of torches burning laugh at
a
poisoned gasp this is only a test this is only a test this is
only a test sit and watch windows the plodding flames lick a
dozen stars
discredit any hopeful discerning rejoice the thought of future
scars
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