Designed to be swift, a mark you will take.
Being fed to death, this was all for your fate.
In love, for once, it was all on God.
Wondering why the Angels, continue to fall.
Uplift, we're high, the Throne is what we seek.
Down to our last breath, we see the sight of defeat.
Ignore all costs, the burden is heavy.
Like Eminem said, he was sick from Spaghetti.
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