Hive been fed
Fill my soul
One way in
Fill my soul, fill my soul
I been high
Still can't see
Devastated
Come find
Pleasuring arm
Tempted to bleed
Hollowing
Dares my soul
I been high
Still can't see
Devastated
Come find
Our inventions split their cocoon
And the whir of wings was deafening
Rain down and bring
A gentle time
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