Hymn Eola - Tonstartssbandht

i can walk outdoors

shut the lock on poors

is my mind for me

should i make it free

when you take that tea

eat the bag all ways

opt to press on for’d

make it up then make it more

i salute your courage

take the place thats yours

i can beat my stirrings

like a homegrown force

there’s a chance i’ll fall

i can make no calls

if i hit that burden

nail my hands with brüder

i’m a roughneck looter

from the rue st.

cat

i can roast my back

eat the meat from scraps

all the dogs like hambones

never laughed at dopethrone

i can be your leader

when the world erupts

i can hike alone

make a pool at parc royale

if i have ideas

plan to never see us

i can throw that spear

right between the eyes