LYRIC

Swimming upstream to the nonexistent castle of light and sand
Pleading to follow. bleeding to swallow
Sustenance showers us. from a fucking rotten hand
Follow the serpent. to the cities of filth
Finding eye in the sky. the eye of mind
Follow the serpent, through the drought
Don't bother to question in the light and sand

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