Fuck! My Ball was Eaten

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4 - Fuck, My Ball Was Eaten

Short on time
The boy falls
into his mind.
An open space
for his ideas to flourish.
But rest assured
the worst is yet to come.
Young and insecure.
So insecurely young.
Here there is no god,
only your creation,
the anarchy of thought,
free from fabrication.
The absence of all law,
ability to reason,
your hopelessness is lost,
along with your allegiance.

Follow me into the void.
Follow me in my child...
and see
the truth as it's meant to be.
No longer condemned
to search.
Awaken,
this is your rebirth.

Never surrender
and never serve.

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from Thin Walls, released May 22, 2014

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Windmill of Corpses Prescott, Arizona

We are a 3 piece stoner/sludge band from Prescott, AZ. We play a mixture of metal, punk and whatever the hell else happens.

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