Troubled children crawl slowly to the end;
shapes, time, and literature bends.
Round the corner, here we go.
Come face to face with the foe.
Slash and scream and cry out to the great;
no one will change this, it is fate.
Troubled children crawl slowly to the end;
shapes, time, and literature bends.
Round the corner...














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