Will Althen

Even an ant
can manifest destiny
A leech can keep on feeding
until it gets the best of me
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Hollywood has ate my face
Now I'm in the run of the same old race
Now that Hollywood has ate my face
I wanted a feast after my first taste
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Seems like now a days
each of us is our own Beelzebub
Who burned the faces of Gregorian monks?
like Hitler burned books
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Just as Ontario's skies are grey
I wake up to begin the day
As solid as the rocks they come
They always seem to turn to crumb
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Bent but not broken
I’m the black sheep
A token
Write down the truth
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If I were to fall from grace
would my throne persist
if my Godly pulpit gave came from under me
like an executioners stage
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He let it swish around in his mouth before swallowing it down
The slightest of cringes, as always, adorned his face as his liver drowned
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A knight of my time
Yet a proponent of crime
Gathered up for slaughter
I long for my homeland
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Fatten us up for the slaughter
So we parlay even lower
Then what you wish to see stand
Is that your plan Tesla?
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The world is quite here
If I told you I knew what I’m sayin’ I’d be lying here
People who are greedy and dying to need me wish they could see what I’m writing here
If life needs a bull market, then I’m a bear
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Are we living to die
Because I’m dying to live
No people are charitable
Because no one gives
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What is morbid
But our minds
It creates the evil
Then closes the blinds
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Everyone's sponges
and we all absorb s-
We're all judged for what we take in
but remembered for what we spit out
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What leads to my anguish?
Sung the herald from the chains.
Is it my actions which lead to my pains?
No says the hero hung high,
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Grin from ear to ear
Holy text hold tight
A skip to his step
A known advantage over the others
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Back home its hell
The future as well
Bite marks scar me
Taken from freedom
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The trees stay with me
Stronger than buildings
More alive than the people who just try to survive
In their hollows they know why we follow
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Push the knife deeper
Your words make you a keeper
Your words make them a sleeper
Why do you speak
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But Mr.James
how will we burn down the town?

Since Nuremberg
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