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Sententia Facticius
03:39
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Here I am
Thinking in context
What to do next
The nearest exist is ten feet west
And sleep will do all the rest
Beyond these windows is where the world will go
Random reality for me or you to call his own
Troubled architects of dreams
Dream a way to end it all
Which beggining, which extreme?
Which direction to install?
Circles are no longer flat
What dimensions do they own?
Give me something to look at
While I stare into the unknown
Craving for a tasteful lie
When you were born, that's how you really died
There was never a motive to survive
Only a conscience constructed to bleed you dry
Time is calling
It wants its time back
Ideals falling
Every train through the same ol' track
Whispers wishing
A second chance to realign
Life is leaving
Unless you leave doubt to subside
Food for thought, and there is more
A stereo landscaping instutions aboard
Ticking away, coming to a close
Yet where there's truth, there's also bliss
You just need to crawl back into the abyss
And wish away the life you chose!
This is reluctance at a gaze
Wither, wither away
Lead him, lead him astray
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Makeshift Exile
02:34
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The sun rises up from its yearly slumber
Lighting the path to this peaceful valley
Children are starving, parents can't wait to plunder
Mother, Father... these hideous creatures
What are they?
Heats sinks in
Horizons turn to blurry lines
My eyes can't tell you apart from them
They were built from the same design
It's like a clown possesed
Obsessed with its own disguise
Genghis would have cried
Tears of joy if he could see you
Make the river feel the shiver
From having to get you through
Crawling out of slums
Yet arriving on golden horses
We could learn a thing or two from you
But I prefer to cut my losses
Yet again at night
You silence the whispers of faithful believers
Just to raise awereness of your mutant cultural affinities
And all the founders have to cater to your childish fever
But I won't stand for petty reasoning
You've drawn my hostility
Time to put a spike through your chariot undefeated
Let's see if you like how loud it sounds
When your agony is unrestricted
And you'll finally get the kind of attention
You talk to your kids about
They seem so frightened
Maybe they get scared and turn their backs
And never again will we have to see their sorry asses
Turn back trought the back door
This isn't your home anymore
Everything you're here to claim
Is waiting for you
Crimes only you are to blame
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Manouvers evasive
All attempts to abandonship
Pure speculation
Wind shakes the fur
Feelings so pure
The licking and the gnawing
He rests assured
There is no cure
For leaking brains and summer rains
Creep the saint
These halls are begging to be haunted
Help! He's late
And there's a reason behind every third degree ammendment of fate
Aim big for the start
A shooting pain
That rotting stain
And blood where there's room for one more heart
Coal at the gates
Hours of late
A royal bidding to bear witness to these brutish callings
So where my figurants at?
This play won't play itself
Take cover
In that the sea won't partake in the massacre
Splinters slither through the house of common gold
Rearranje the subjects in order to prevent the mould
Collages at night at the stairs towards extinction
There were boots
There were hoods
There was massive self-fiction
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