Saviour was my name until the morning
Because they said I could do it
I could do it, huh?
Then I woke up, rising from the dusty cage:
Human being, flesh and bone and rotten head
What are you gonna do now, little saviour? The field
is lost. Everything is lost.
(So blind, so deaf)
No longer here, no more from the others.
No more from me.
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