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Jul 2010
Death devours, truth denies
Like blades of ****** swords.
Cravings killed, deception spilled...
Beware the ****** gore!
In depths of rime and falsehood reason
The world's at one with evil.
You born, you die in senseless treason
With hordes to rock the cradle.

As soon as life departs your pores
Defaced, the soul wears black.
At points where blackened candles rule
There's no road to turn you back.
Where's the path, a lightened highway?
All's just tormented, framed.
The life I live, where is it heading?
Nowhere. A mindless game.

The actors play the life of men:
Of rulers, knights and kings.
But no one plays the part of jesters
So why should i believe?
Meaningless schemes, meaningless dreams -
A stage that life beguiled.
Death devoured, truth denied
The life I tried to find.
Written by
Dennis Go
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