"Heart Step Down"
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Winged, are the hearts of angels and typewriters,
Fly through the frozen-rod lighters.
The fly of personification lives within,
Your heart, and the hearts of your Sin.

The interpretation would tell your instinct,
To run and never take a look back.
Never a dull moment in the black intellect,
Of my world and the world of neglect.

One who has the ability to learn and reason,
Is an intellectual, no less.
Is that the best you have of the rest?
The vest is off my chest, please, pass the rest to my guest.

Something you must comprehend,
Is that dumbasses in large masses,
Are still in fact dumbasses,
And it doesn't matter if you're a kid.

Winged are the hearts of angels and typewriters,
Fly through the frozen-rod lighters.
The fly of personification lives within.
Your heart and the hearts of your Sins,
Are a heart step down from oblivion.