Sun

Kodiak Empire

I was eaten alive by the reflection of my own teeth
From the inside out meat, second me, cannibal eternal

Son of Marcus the first
Raised in the shadow of patriarchal blur
Shadows need the Sun

Hindsight proposes a treatment at night
When no moments suffice to outline
The culture shift

And it's seemingly burdening

Son of Marcus the first
Raised in the shadow of patriarchal blur
Shadows need the Sun

And to you adieu

Sundered the soul
Thunderous realisations

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