The Dead Don't Starve

The Dear Hunter

Raise the dead and hope the living learn to live with it.
Cutting heads demanding reparations for your kin,
while some will starve.

I understand that you never had enough.
'Cause enough for someone is not enough for you.

Caving in a catering to thoughts a repaper thin wont go unknown.

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