I am lost in the distance like corroded images expanding in space. Mans main need involves several social acts that teach the value of survival taught on a scale that starts with the body then buries its own soul. And with the price of blood, call me a saint? And with the price of blood call who a saint? The cost is infinite like I am counting the casualties of this industry. Mans main need involves several social acts that teach the value of survival taught on a scale that starts with the body then buries its own soul.. And with the price of blood, call me a saint? And with the price of blood, call who a saint? A closer wrist explains the razor to the world. Now watch as they spoil the value of a soul. Trade death for wealth. Trade death for what? Is this destiny or is this a war. Man is the social animal
