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Hollow

April 5, 2019

Swimming in quicksand,
We are the ones who must pick up the pieces.
Hollow she felt, she yearns for more hell.
Burns up the world and shimmers like gold
Scours for more resources,
Poisons the trees, and heaves up the soil.
Hollow she felt, she yearns for more hell.
Neon signs and roadway lines,
Direct us to rot, she spreads and contains
The secrets inside that deceive the people.
She builds up the walls and seeds the dissent.
Hollow she felt, she yearns for more hell.
Censorship reign with a hateful refrain,
Tearing down lives to support the regime,
Still we are holy, beloved by god.
Let us all pray, then we'll beat them at home.
Hollow she felt, she yearns for more hell,
Still we are bound by her torturous spell.
How long will she hold? I'm sure time will tell.

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