We are a dot in time
Living as though we exist.
Time betray us all
We are a fragment of everything.
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In my head I hear my voice
In my dreams I see myself,
In part I desire my taste
A pot of coal I get instead.
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In my head I hear my voice
In my dreams I see myself,
In part I desire my taste
A pot of coal I get instead.
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Why term me a fool_
because I bend not to your rule?
Bullet can off the sound,
but can it distort the massage?
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As the events unfold
I keep my hands fold,
As solipsism prevail,
Evil men travail.
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We are scared of who we are,
We run from ourselves to no avail.
Why do we abandon them
When we are all like them.
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Why do we pray?
in darkest ray,
we grope in the tombs,
fruits from our thumbs.
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Love they claim is funny,
Sweet like drops of honey
illusive as the idea of money,
yet abuse and rejected by many
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Vampires are back
blood dripping from their beck,
Innocent children in the cave
Our poor souls they crave.
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