The dear hunter

The dead don't starve

The dear hunter
Raise the dead and hope the living learn to live with it.
Cutting heads demanding reparations for your kin,
while some will starve.

I understand that you never had enough.
'Cause enough for someone is not enough for you.

Caving in a catering to thoughts a repaper thin wont go unknown.

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