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| Kirjoittaja: | dts9624 |
| Alue: | Lyriikka |
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| Aika: | 29.10.2013 22:50 |
| My mind is congested with bodies, of those who seek excitement. I see the holy, and the unpolluted assemble in my thoughts, They form a congregation , for those who are unwanted and lost The faces blend and disappear, and turn into grey masses I hear echoes of all fortune, filling up a bottomless box They're persuasively ill managed, in the name of charity, The code is carefully crafted, re-programmed and hardwired, Penetrating the minds of the feeble, the sheep of our modern time I seek no answers, or ask for truth, I am not your shepherd. The cure for their irrationality, is a bullet, in a loaded weapon | |
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