Halo, on your own, none deserving. None fit, all declaring it was always they who cast the first stone.
Halo, hell no. I'd rather burn that follow. Common sense is a coincidence, your arrogance rings hollow.
Fading, dissipating. What will we do when you're dim, burnt out? Darkness then, moral compass bent, endless wondering to cast that next stone.
Fall down and face the sound that tolls only for you. Fade into the light of the sun.
released May 11, 2017
Bass by Antti Varjanne
Everything else by Viljami Wenttola.
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