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Released these demons into your paradise
So our spawn can con its way thru to the afterlife
If we spend to sin then I paid the price twice
Hustled and struggled for decades to lay this pipe
Grind ‘til it’s time to pop
Climax and melt like wax to cheat death, freeze time then stop
To create life and breed so my seed prospers
Genetic code foretold our story like authors
To time travel centuries into the future through these creatures
My progeny won’t know me but share my experience and features
I Imposed all my hopes and dreams
By love, instinct, will necessary by any other means
