Circle Of Dead Children
Circle Of Dead Children - We Wear The Gimp Mask lyrics
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At the peak of evolution's tower we perch and glare downward toward the understrappers below Unable to see all the way to the bottom Unable to care even if we could Poverty and disease flourish around the foundation of our creation And how great are we? Great enough to lift our noses to the skies as existence crumbles around us from the ground up How great are we?