Two brothers The walking dead Pray for the
silence Said One shot to the sky The
other held down By disguise Sex for an
angry man To whores they can count On
him One made of paper The other
glass One will tear The other crashed Oh
God, was I that man up On a cross Made of
steel Stuck on my wall cold and Thin Who
watched me die And did not care Miles to go
before I sleep The inside marched on Parade
to the outside Where no one came What was
there, it Scorched the ground The other
made no sound
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