constant surprises

...We ain’t got no time
To let yourself go
Circling death in the devil’s flow
I wanna walk with my trust
Got sovereignty with my kind
I wanna dance, with my lust
Got sovereignty with my kind
Hold to the riddle
Hold to the lies
This is the plague
Of our kind
Hold to the rhythm
Hold to the lies
Is this the plague
Of your kind?
I am harmony
Dance to the rhythm of your destiny
As we dance to the rhythm of your destiny
Yes we all got to die...



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