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Jul 2010
My heart is black, chained by malice
They ripped out my tongue at the foot of the palace
I opened up my mouth and drank blood from the challis
Fell from high beams when I lost my balance

The poison in my mouth unfolds as a travesty
I left for dead all my love of her majesty
Ambitions fuelled by primal savagery
Barriers reduced to comical transparency

The court knows not the depths of my vanity
I'm trapped now between arrogance and clarity
Oaths sworn now in desperate disparity
Coalitions made purely for posterity

Perceived as the fool, perceived as the jester
I've raised all in with two suited connectors
Clinging to ideals is a pointless gesture
The void up in my chest is where the demons fester

I had not the strength nor the nerve to defend her
Buying truth and love from the bags of street vendors
Chemical reactions induced astral splendor
The song of dark angels is the song that I rendered

The spark is gone, and now there is a dull blaze
Vision is distorted by the coming of a thick haze
Smog twisting in the trappings of a tall maze
Walls so thick that even phantoms find they can't phase
Written by
Franswa Hackett
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