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Upon this dusty soil, fertile and unclean

Stands a wrath, taken by stance unjustly

Driven on by human waste, a challenged, peaceful scene

Driven on, on, and on

Bitterness of betrayal, abandoned to flee

Taken from a resting bench while digging deep

Moving fast, ever onward, and without speed

Venture forth, renewed discourse, kept by fallen pleas

Driven on, on, and on

Encased inside a forceful living tomb

Righteousness and solace, willful solitude

Desecrate the earth from within this womb

Carefree for the careless from this hulking beast

Holy ground, God’s will shall be done through me

Blessed by the Almighty, I feel only peace

Driven by an appeal to heaven while angels scream

Thirteen circles of rebellion and countless dreams

Moving on, seizing gambles, then treading deep