Gott mit uns? Lyrics by Deveneror
O, to breathe in vitriol
And exhale irony to be mocked by your most beloved
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O, to breathe in vitriol
And exhale irony to be mocked by your most beloved
You, the would-be devourer of all but your distorted reflection
You, the candle to my howling wind
This fiction of the “hard” life
It’s captured you, by design
O, hatred!
I accept you for all that you are
Eden couldn’t know
Whether they tend to the fruit