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I live in a world of lies Covered by velvet masks The souls of people die As they go about performing their tasks I live in a world of fraud With skilled actors all around Crippled by the occasional odd Whose masks hang unbound I see peoples’ ceramic shells Stained by daily sin Underneath their true soul dwells Corrupted by the lies within I see puppets on a stage Performing how their masters intend Trying to earn that wage So they can live another day of pretend I hope that people get enraged At all the lies they tend I hope they try to assuage Their tortured souls that need to mend I hope people can learn that hell Is something they put themselves in I hope that one day they can tell That Heaven is where they’ve always been I know that people are flawed But their spirits are profound They have the properties of God They reverberate His first sound I know that if people are wise They will remove the masks And see with cloudless eyes That truth is for what the soul asks
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Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 3:19 AM UTC
I Live in a World of Lies
I live in a world of lies Covered by velvet masks The souls of people die As they go about performing their tasks I live in a world of fraud With skilled actors all around Crippled by the occasional odd Whose masks hang unbound I see peoples’ ceramic shells Stained by daily sin Underneath their true soul dwells Corrupted by the lies within I see puppets on a stage Performing how their masters intend Trying to earn that wage So they can live another day of pretend I hope that people get enraged At all the lies they tend I hope they try to assuage Their tortured souls that need to mend I hope people can learn that hell Is something they put themselves in I hope that one day they can tell That Heaven is where they’ve always been I know that people are flawed But their spirits are profound They have the properties of God They reverberate His first sound I know that if people are wise They will remove the masks And see with cloudless eyes That truth is for what the soul asks
wilson-knapp
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Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 3:19 AM UTC
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