Manifest

These drums a manifestation
Of the physics of this world
This vessel pounds against these walls
But there's no way out

Creeping dread consuming as this conscience hits the ground
Waiting for the afterlife but nothings to be found

A B C Dont preach to me
Fuck this knowledge thoughts and concepts
When they're lying through their teeth anyways
Dirty fibbing



Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Rowe
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