I have faced the crushing fears
stood up knowing and trembling
Wanting the future and fighting God over it
He was drinking dark brandy
He spat it the fireplace, it erupted
Life is no explosion son
It is a torturous burn
Charletons will give you fast promises
Truths are severing knives that leave slick scars
The steel smelts beside the fire
Where god spat his dark brandy
Scooping embers out and making them float
each one a dread blinking into and outside of existence
Life is no explosion son
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