Face the Grove
Behold this quill
Rusted feather
That controls my will
Hell forever
At some point your spilt
Planned endeavour
Is destroyed by skill
I can tell you've been
Planning this all in your mind for a while now
Having to call on yourself and the parallel
Life that you live in the now and can tell how
Dangerous power is released by itself now
Rusted feather
That controls my will
Hell forever
At some point your spilt
Planned endeavour
Is destroyed by skill
I can tell you've been
Planning this all in your mind for a while now
Having to call on yourself and the parallel
Life that you live in the now and can tell how
Dangerous power is released by itself now
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Scurlock
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