Run into the darkness of the trees.
Only there you will not be found.
Flee in to the light of the burning sand.
Only there you will not be seen.
They will try to follow you,
Just like they followed those before.
A bastardized culture of inbred fucks.
They aren't going very far.
Only there you will not be found.
Flee in to the light of the burning sand.
Only there you will not be seen.
They will try to follow you,
Just like they followed those before.
A bastardized culture of inbred fucks.
They aren't going very far.
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