what are we
if not divine

the way we look
create and destroy
searching for the new high
looking for the lost cry

what are we
if not poor evil

the way wee seek to kill
we would rather die for striff
when there is lack of war

or is there a beauty in death
we all adore

venomis we can be
like a kiss from the rattle snake

we make hast with our lives
but here is the conclusion
never waste what was givin
and never let life pass you by

for when its over
there is no more

i would rather have made the mistake
then never known if it was wrong

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