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Scared from my bush with no name They will brain wash the impaired Such hefty goals they hide behind Filling the holes you dug in their mind Empty structured used to hold our souls Constantly Walking down dank desolate halls Feeling a strange comfort, yet impending doom With every minute creeping closer to death I do hope you cherish your last few breath Soon all deranged intent reveals itself You'll Find the TRUTH in finding yourself Nothingness, the curtain closes over us Pay to live, live to pay, pay to pray Go down the line of our institutions The line dead ends at supposed reality Know now the solutions to vanity, will come in due time. Ending your time Minds grave stayed a slave, slave to stay Walk the grey line. Brain wash the impaired The Morbid thoughts Brain washed society Do not be scared of what we can't see This personal separation. Hear vibrations Feeling natures stair. Strife not the end Climb the tree of life Thought deprivation, and oral defecation. Plant the seed Repair wounds of time. Knowing everything must feed Isolation growing intense psychology distorted mind Undiscovered complex perversity living inside of the There are some driven by the destruction of adversity In Life and death, I tell you revision isn't key Direct your inquiries to thriving minds Be still in your decisions long pondered Remove your mistakes, remove your memories Time breaks for insanity, in alternate realities Not acceptable. UNIVERSAL descent, a shame Monetary gain, owning rights to humans brains Its all about the capital and its punishment The day we all thought would come true This day we will soon enough forget. New life surrounded by decay and death We know you won’t, but you really should enjoy the carcass. It will all end soon. To many people fearing the day they’ll die Open to the window of opportunity Look through the window to the other side If what you found was lifeless, run and hide
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 5:55 AM UTC
Brain Wash The Impaired
Scared from my bush with no name They will brain wash the impaired Such hefty goals they hide behind Filling the holes you dug in their mind Empty structured used to hold our souls Constantly Walking down dank desolate halls Feeling a strange comfort, yet impending doom With every minute creeping closer to death I do hope you cherish your last few breath Soon all deranged intent reveals itself You'll Find the TRUTH in finding yourself Nothingness, the curtain closes over us Pay to live, live to pay, pay to pray Go down the line of our institutions The line dead ends at supposed reality Know now the solutions to vanity, will come in due time. Ending your time Minds grave stayed a slave, slave to stay Walk the grey line. Brain wash the impaired The Morbid thoughts Brain washed society Do not be scared of what we can't see This personal separation. Hear vibrations Feeling natures stair. Strife not the end Climb the tree of life Thought deprivation, and oral defecation. Plant the seed Repair wounds of time. Knowing everything must feed Isolation growing intense psychology distorted mind Undiscovered complex perversity living inside of the There are some driven by the destruction of adversity In Life and death, I tell you revision isn't key Direct your inquiries to thriving minds Be still in your decisions long pondered Remove your mistakes, remove your memories Time breaks for insanity, in alternate realities Not acceptable. UNIVERSAL descent, a shame Monetary gain, owning rights to humans brains Its all about the capital and its punishment The day we all thought would come true This day we will soon enough forget. New life surrounded by decay and death We know you won’t, but you really should enjoy the carcass. It will all end soon. To many people fearing the day they’ll die Open to the window of opportunity Look through the window to the other side If what you found was lifeless, run and hide
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 5:55 AM UTC
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