FreedomFreedomFreedom by LloydWe speak of freedomSea of amberWaves of greyScan their visions and mannerisms grand schisms; planned the divisionsfrom cataclysms and criticismsto many killings, within this system of victimsthat hit them and clip them till they understand our religion.my thought's risen, the plot thickensfrom those caught within the prisonswith intuitions of villains without a pot to piss in.the Devil's visions evolve in Hell's Kitchen.my dawgs listen, it's truthyou want freedom; eat itdigest and repeat itthen seed it till you believe it.it's evidence, the calling is heaven sentspotting Legions of
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