What We Sow
Cassandra Syndrome
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A seed takes root in crimson ground
Growing on the sorrow found
We water it with blood and fear
Tendrils straining to break clear
Flower of hate
Growing strong
Feeds upon
Our bloody wrong
Burning stars, raining down
Feed the seed beneath the ground
It grows in anger, digging deep
While we the gardner are asleep
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Flower of hate
Growing strong
Feeds upon
Our bloody wrong
That seed bears flower, red and black
And thorns are sharpened to attack
And now there is no hope to right
The life we poisoned in the night
Flower of hate
Growing strong
Feeds upon
Our bloody wrong
That flower drops seeds of its own
If this pain is all they're shown
Then red and black will spread and grow
The only flower we will know
Flower of hate
Growing strong
Feeds upon
Our bloody wrong