FICTION REFORM lyrics : "180 Avant Garde"
The hero came to rescue her, battled Lucifer
Pulled the baby from the fire of Gomorrah
Hands are bound in blood
In blood, she was a refugee
A slave found freedom
A harlot found God
The moral dial flipped inside of her
A 180 avant garde
So I start this race once more and again
This time my clover's blessed
Hands not bound in blood
In blood I was a refugee
I found freedom
This harlot found God
The moral dial flipped inside of me
A 180 avant garde
Hands bound in blood
A 180 avant garde
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