Shaking she's fearing that inside it's growing. They've taken their root in her womb.
Why can't they see? (feeding on the sunrise)
They're sprouting, why can't they see?
Why can't they see?
Feeding on the sunrise.
They provoke all this shame, right?
Picking my veins like a murderess murderous warmth take hold of me.
They created this guilt, right?
They thrive on our guilt, right?
Scratching through me.
It's not just me alone in this cage? Striving to fulfill the purgation of dreams.
All of them witches, breaking a fast with the rise of the sun.
Purging to fulfill the starvation of dreams.
Steal back the secrets of heaven and earth.
All of them witches, breaking a fast with the rise of the sun.
Breaking a fast with the rise of the sun.
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