Man's love for you is mighty
   deep like a chalice of gold
   never knowing you're gonna show

Ever since he had a hold on you
    like alice's soul, living beneath shadows
    only in modesty, you identify

When the shivering warmth breaks
    warriors contorted and gibbering
    you don't stop their withering.

The mind profaned by arrogance
    same mistakes we salute
    man's intelligence, natures refute

Flick of an absolute switch
    ego like engine ditch
    all going out like useless tricks  

You question his durability
    the importance of schemes
    till it falls apart at the seams

Flaxen man hasn't washed in weeks
   for a tiniest pie in the sky
   can he now kiss the peaks

Oh please permit him to cry
    and when he finally breathe a long sigh
    allow your silence to speak



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