Our inconvenient burden
Could be lifted off of us
If we gave up
To finally let go
Of the free will that we were given
Our graves
Above the timberline
Our names chalked
The pressure of wealth
No longer felt
The unforgiving void
The forge in with our values burn
The resting leech
Our thinning minds
In my abstinence I turn to nothing
Our graves
Above the timberline
Our names chalked
The pressure of wealth
No longer felt
Let them inherit
This fire now
Lest
They will forget we were ever here
Let them inherit
This fire now
Lest
They will forget we were ever here
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