Fresh Flesh

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Cain

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As I look at myself,
I see the earth and the sun,
I see the stars and the moon in the sky,
As I look at your wealth,
I see the curse of just "One",
I see the toll it takes not knowing why,
I see the mercies of many,
And the curses of plenty,
I see the knowledge and wisdom of youth,
I see the judges unbalanced,
So I stand now unsilenced,
To say I see how you've hidden the truth,
You keep changing the story,
You make men to worrie,
By thinking we're all gonna fall,
You cut off the flesh,
Of all those that know best,
Then you feed it to he who's called Baal.
 
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