Thrown into the Sun
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In the name of gods
You prey on desperately
like a parasite
Here lies the consequence
Six billion arms around me
in sweet denial
With burden to bear
Atlas recoiling
in terror
Six billion arms around me
destined to wake
Light dims on civilization
Gathered 'round dying embers
and with a steady hand
long last we're thrown into the sun
Spiraling, Cataclyst
deafening, down to this
ascending, world in tow
telling all, eternal woe
throw it all, make me strong
ever right, never wrong
one and all alive
disposed
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