Sloth is the enemy of greatness
Reflection a scalpel to my mind.
We strive as you leisurely criticize
A free ride until you find that you've dug your own grave
Lie by lie.
Just a running mouth
Poison words you throw about
Drag you to your end
The number six
Leviathan.
You've dug your own grave with your spite
You've dug your own grave lie by lie
A cancer that needs to be cut out
Sweet slander the razor to your throat
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