(You made this monster)
invented by provided feelings of reverence
forced to difference without relevance
with resemblance to hands of elegance
evident difference, deliberate severance
(it is so hard to ****
envious enemies with torches of treacherous
eloquence lost when pestilence is generous
serpent like in genesis, tenaciously venomous
fighting the exodus against shields of credulous
(and the tower burns)
ignited by chemicals of nominal assessment
tower of suggestion is now infested
where questions and statements are incessant
born by resentment, this basement investment
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i walk the streets with arms outstretched
never meeting touching grace
i haven't met a decent monster yet
the greenest monstrosity in this place
we are all only pieces left
stitched organs, sewn parts
a dug up heart in my chest
could come alive with some sparks
i haunt these streets of broken dreams
another life to survive
i'm just a being, beyond their screams
it lives, it's alive
Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC
(You made this monster)
invented by provided feelings of reverence
forced to difference without relevance
with resemblance to hands of elegance
evident difference, deliberate severance
(it is so hard to ****
envious enemies with torches of treacherous
eloquence lost when pestilence is generous
serpent like in genesis, tenaciously venomous
fighting the exodus against shields of credulous
(and the tower burns)
ignited by chemicals of nominal assessment
tower of suggestion is now infested
where questions and statements are incessant
born by resentment, this basement investment
========================================================
i walk the streets with arms outstretched
never meeting touching grace
i haven't met a decent monster yet
the greenest monstrosity in this place
we are all only pieces left
stitched organs, sewn parts
a dug up heart in my chest
could come alive with some sparks
i haunt these streets of broken dreams
another life to survive
i'm just a being, beyond their screams
it lives, it's alive
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