Cannon
The cannon of my age
The angst amongst us
It is what defines
It is what we express
Nothing but sorrow
Because we can feel nothing else
Beauty gone with days of lore
Tales of abuse run rampant through us
So our stories are those of the horrors of life
As these are all we see
The angst amongst us
It is what defines
It is what we express
Nothing but sorrow
Because we can feel nothing else
Beauty gone with days of lore
Tales of abuse run rampant through us
So our stories are those of the horrors of life
As these are all we see
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It seems impossible for us to express things beyond sorrow and despair, our generation seems to be defined by it