If decency were a common theme, we'd be the prey

If memory meant anything, I'd still be coming after you


If we don't stare, then it's not there

What do you care if nothing exists to hurt you



We'd be the prey

Akin, estranged

In memory of tragedy, we'd kill to stay



Immorally swore a king, in sin we're saved

In empathy of tragedy, I'd still be coming after you



If we don't stare, then it's not there

What do you care if nothing exists



We'd be the prey

We'd be the prey

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