bad enough
i been drowning my nature
is audacious
became so
beginning
has
Treasurer for the way уст
Donco
Remember the good old days, the robot was safe,
the job is always empty, the job is helpful.
and we are happy squash, we are happy squash.
to each his own
Children of man shall say,
go to isolation and then seek the path.
This battle is ours.
The city will crumble.
The city will turmoil.
The damning gun
strikes down.
We
have scorned our nature.
Nature's in the fog of grief.
It's up to us to restrain the scourge.
Between the buried and the high.
It's up to us to restrain the scourge.
Between the buried and the high.
Between the buried and the high.
It's up to us to restrain the scourge.
Between the buried and the high.
Between the buried and the high.