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Elusive trail to find amity Disillusioned by refinement By the artistry   They paint the false idol Sustain life They are incarcerated Entities become suicidal Just like a recital We play one note The audience becomes Mesmerized They’re hypnotized by a false legato Seduced by the long and smoothed melody Never to be awaken Lullabies from a harlot alto Close your eyes The murals They’re out of proportion Like unwanted infants Doomed to abortions A time of lies An age of deception Awaken the mind to divine Those who give you the path of ascension The era of misconceptions Come back to life from resurrection We suffocate from abused tranquility No hope of possibilities Life suffers from unbalanced symmetry   My broken heart It’s hard to watch Killing for pleasure They raise war from down under Life is lost from a hail of thunder From the ashes They pronounce, we are deities Long live the king He’s nothing more than a story We are the glory Endless violence Speeches Of power Hope is no longer a matter I give you 1 hour Open your heart Open your mind Leave your bodies Leave this declining Reality Before you’re consumed by wealth & power Say goodbye We are no longer…
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Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 1:20 PM UTC
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Elusive trail to find amity Disillusioned by refinement By the artistry   They paint the false idol Sustain life They are incarcerated Entities become suicidal Just like a recital We play one note The audience becomes Mesmerized They’re hypnotized by a false legato Seduced by the long and smoothed melody Never to be awaken Lullabies from a harlot alto Close your eyes The murals They’re out of proportion Like unwanted infants Doomed to abortions A time of lies An age of deception Awaken the mind to divine Those who give you the path of ascension The era of misconceptions Come back to life from resurrection We suffocate from abused tranquility No hope of possibilities Life suffers from unbalanced symmetry   My broken heart It’s hard to watch Killing for pleasure They raise war from down under Life is lost from a hail of thunder From the ashes They pronounce, we are deities Long live the king He’s nothing more than a story We are the glory Endless violence Speeches Of power Hope is no longer a matter I give you 1 hour Open your heart Open your mind Leave your bodies Leave this declining Reality Before you’re consumed by wealth & power Say goodbye We are no longer…
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Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 1:20 PM UTC
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