Kurt von Stetten - First daughter

My first daughter, come back home!
Befriended by thieves, we're all alone
My hands have skills and no concepts
My family was killed in the old world.
Sing of the gods by the door
To make a sound that hit the floor
Read a ??
Take what you give, all people bleed
All have slipped to greed
Still a human, but with more holes
Tunnel vision, stay off the road
Crimson blood trail leaves them, too
Makeshift cavern in the woods
You can still sing, we're going down
Tell your mom why you got around
Tell your mom I took what I give
But now I bleed, and now I bleed.

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