the flood.

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don't lose yourself
trying to find me
don't abuse your mental health
trying to define me
for I myself blindly lead an army of battered tendencies
and is secretly a sheep
dressed in lion sheets
also creep with the deceased
through dimly lit streets
for we wish to be free
from the inky silhouettes that contain us
and no baby I ain't no Hercules
but watch me make these serpents heave
when I give certainty to the very things they do not believe
and they thought
we would never be free

"if you don't know who you are, you'll never know what you've done."

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