The Feast
While these old plagues spread
One more need runs low
Don't stop, feast harder
Strip what's left of this toxic land
Stuff yourself with anything you grasp
Our fates compounding
Our veins run dry, don't stop
This can't get much worse
One more need runs low
Don't stop, feast harder
Strip what's left of this toxic land
Stuff yourself with anything you grasp
Our fates compounding
Our veins run dry, don't stop
This can't get much worse
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Writer(s): William Jordan, Michael Sochynsky, Mookie Singerman
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