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The rolling green of hills
The swaying blue of sea
Red is the shade within you
Black is the space in me
We dive beneath the grass
Under sephirothic tress
Show me I'm only blinded
By my own apathy
Oh my kingdom comes, my will is done
This thing I know
While God grows silent, I grow violent
Breaking all the things that I need whole
And while all I love grows distant
I keep on pissing on the lessons I so much need to know So my turn goes
The swaying hills of green
The rolling sea of blue
If you say life is beautiful
Then I guess it must be true
In a grave beneath the grass
Remember how I chose to be
Made peace with all the things I used to hate
Except for me
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