Life is such a mystery
Dude we rise above it
Death, Demise, and Misery
Fruitage of the summit
Trash the sour onions
We as men we stand tall
Birthing our Paul Bunyan's
The children of the grapevine
The holders of the holy
Never let the fiends score
Held up by the goalie
All who come before me
All who remain after
Learn about the lowly
Read the hidden chapters
You cannot serve two masters
Obvious, and dumb shit
But when you raise your banner
Know your day has come kid
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