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I am that I shall be
Amidst the churning foaming seas
The lost, the bound, the blind that feed
Upon the breast of insatiable need

Linger in the pools of red
Claiming it was never shed
I greet the plague that comes to claim
My flesh and blood and cause to blame
I greet the plague that comes to claim
My flesh and blood and cause to blame
My cause to blame

I am that I shall be
Amidst the churning foaming seas
The lost, the bound, the blind that feed
Upon the breast of insatiable need

Linger in the pools of red
Claiming it was never shed
I greet the plague that comes to claim
My flesh and blood and cause to blame
and with them takes the thoughts of "I"
That which can't be born or die
That which can't be born or die
That which can't be born or die

For there is nothing but to be
There is nothing but to see
To have is naught but to have lost
There is no value, only cost
That which can't be born or die
And with them takes the thoughts of "I"
There is nothing but to be
There is nothing but to see
To have is naught but to have lost
There is no value only cost