. . .Arias Leon. . .
. . .You hold your truth so purely
☵☵☵But a brush with the Devil can clear your mind
Well swerve not through the minds of men
☵☵☵And strengthen your spine
This lie is dead
☵☵☵But fingers tap into what you were once
And this cup of yours tastes holy. . .
. . .The pull on my flesh is just too strong
☵☵☵I will not speak of your sin
It stifles the choice and the air in my lungs
☵☵☵There was no way out for him
Better not to breathe than to breathe a lie
☵☵☵The mirror shows not
When I open my body and breathe alive
☵☵☵Your values are all shot. . .
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