Over (Coming, Taking, Breeding)
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Over (Coming, Taking, Breeding)
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Filthy posterity
Descending to the last
Slimy rung of a wet wooden ladder
Dropping into once sanctified wells worldwide
And overcoming everything
Overtaking every stream
Claiming piety
Entrancing the feeblest
Of an impoverished under elite
Vengeful spirits with no place to release
And an overabundance of seed
Overtaking every field
The lion never eats straw
Children can not lead
And nature carries on
Without flesh or streams
The poison entered this well of blood
Long before our generation
And we are unto death
Tied to a dying animal.
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