The click of a round chamber quiet
is the echo of a clock in an alleyway
They want devotion.
It's my worship a middle finger raised at the flashing blues
Seed thoughts how shambit
* your hymns,
mines the click of a round chambered
choir's the echo of a glock in an
alleyway.
They want devotion.
Here's my worship,
a middle finger raised at the flashing blues.
A metal thing go a town chamber.
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