You must be some kind of holy father son and father only
son i grow ten hundred feet i tall i grow ten hundred feet i
fall ten hundred feet i rise like sun, i'm son, i'm lonely, father
son and father only one.
i see stepping feet they rise like heat they rise like hammer damn her
damn the bastard ghosts who live like hosts so parasitic tastes acidic
but i feed because i need because it's fodder for the daughter
for the only one.
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