I am a nation of one, you are a nation of many
Thus making you divisible and subject to me
I hold in my right hand three angels so tightly
Ride out of the dark to light that's too bright to see

And I see it and I feel it
And I change a willingness for atrocity

I fry snowblind
Sometimes I can't see a thing
Bad grip, ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ slip face down
This is nothing new to me

One without sun
One without shadow
One without anger is one who's not whole