See the defiance, feel the chains.
Extricate with every motion and devour the lies,
Promising an absolute freedom; nothing is absolute.
Dangle from a cliff, feel the taste of death on your tongue.
Proximity matters when the matter is about death and life.
Longevity feels strenous while death feels fine.
They bound you up into chains and dangle you from life;
A blemish way forgotten and euphemized
Recall back to the moments of freedom, Have you seen it framed?
Have you seen it meandered from digression?
Recall, recall,recall and rewind back.
Quaff the massacre,push the lump down. Feel it drip down into your system;
Then suddenly,you don’t have the guts!
Hear the dead; hear the truth.
Jun 7, 2017
Jun 7, 2017 at 7:24 AM UTC
See the defiance, feel the chains.
Extricate with every motion and devour the lies,
Promising an absolute freedom; nothing is absolute.
Dangle from a cliff, feel the taste of death on your tongue.
Proximity matters when the matter is about death and life.
Longevity feels strenous while death feels fine.
They bound you up into chains and dangle you from life;
A blemish way forgotten and euphemized
Recall back to the moments of freedom, Have you seen it framed?
Have you seen it meandered from digression?
Recall, recall,recall and rewind back.
Quaff the massacre,push the lump down. Feel it drip down into your system;
Then suddenly,you don’t have the guts!
Hear the dead; hear the truth.
