Their hopes,
Their desires,
Their hearts
Will blend.
Their lives,
Their dreams,
Their sacrifices
Will end.
They'll manage to breathe under pressure,
From the monstrous sources above.
They'll manage to live like they are used to,
If you'll let them have freedom to love.
Fall in love with a stranger,
A moron.
Fall for anyone else they will see.
Let them wear the mask you have worn,
Let them choose how bad it will be.
The Followers
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