For as long as we have the moment, for as long as our fire burns, the next thing will echo out,

Some of you might not find meaning in that,

But in hell, your flesh marred and burned, and you hear it, the eternal song,

Shed a river of tears, for in that song is your salvation,

The gods up high, on their mountains, bored of the world, of mortals, craving imperfection, craving growth,

The next thing echoes out, and they hear the eternal song,

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Shed a river of tears, there is still life to live, love to give,

The heavens are higher than we can understand,

The turds in the lowest depths of space churn,

They hear the eternal song, they think, damn, another thing,

But I don’t care about that,

A river of wine flows from the unfortunate,

And all I can say my friend, is you aren’t done yet,

The eternal song echoes out,

Don’t settle,

Don’t get bored,

Let the vampire cum in you,

Give you a baby,

Let him cry,

Baby, you saved me,

Anyways, I got sidetracked,

Think of everything,

That’s what we still have to do,

Humanity, how long will your fire burn?

No, baby, don’t mourn,

How old are you?

Fifteen?

Call me when you're eighteen,

We have a river of blood to consume.