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Red Shoes Thanks To Earendel

I have an otherworldly talent
When I spawned in the world, my goal was shift balance
Sip blood out the chalice
Red shoes from the morgue
My regime is esteemed, high ranked in the corps
Flesh decay, cavalry, they gon' feed on the corpse
Sun rays, it's a pain just to sustain this form

Jugg-Star, is it true you're in possession of the holy grail
If you fuck a fan, will you kiss and tell
Morning star, Earendel
Bath salts, fairytale
The world at large is really something simple
Good and evil are contradictions
Parallel dimensions, integratе the collective
Fiction isn't fiction if it's still еxisting
Erase every part of his psyche to non existence

I have an otherworldly talent
When I spawned in the world, my goal was shift balance
Sip blood out the chalice
Red shoes from the morgue
My regime is esteemed, high ranked in the corps
Flesh decay, cavalry, they gon' feed on the corpse
Sun rays, it's a pain just to sustain this form