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I know you are losing time, so am I
If you scavenge you should know that it's bountiful to follow me

Take it up, is that a blade? Blessing it underneath my shade
Where glances prove me answers, you are my prey

Your neck is stuck, back is cracked
What more do you want - from the winds, to the sand

Take it up, is that what you got?
Picking on what's left might be just enough
To race the clocks
So follow me

Never say forever, it might just come

Hold on, over encumbered one
Wait for me to paint the seas
Take me, over encumbered one
Wait and see, growing pain and trees

Sings are plenty, suggesting I should just keep on running
Is it cunning, stay behind, one line
Never see what is coming

So you beg of me to pray for the weak

Fallacy in a heresy, such travesty
But don't test it liar, a never ending fire, I flicker away
Fallacy in a heresy, such malady
So don't test it, it's hectic, and it takes me away

Footsteps that I leave, the nourish green with lips that bleed leading you the believe
I need a grip, on a sip filled with poison, it's a trick that will make me disappear
Do you challenge me? A dying breed in a corner protecting my nobility
Hey enemy, reminisce, you were helping this, with your hit or miss, born in bliss
Overpricing all your sanity

Hold on, over encumbered one
Wait for me to paint the seas
Take me, over encumbered one
Wait and see, growing pain and trees