All those existences that lived out their
small lives still
Die in a way that makes sure the door is
stuck
The person who’s in charge won’t accept
that loss
“No matter the cost”
Both words and actions reach out trying
to fix it
But all the errors make them miss it a
bit
Slowly take every breath as if it’s your
last
And let the seconds pass
“Hey you had wished for this outcome,
correct?:
As you glared at me with an ounce of
respect
That untamed spirit is the architect
Welcome to my plan’s womb deep inside
This place of ego, sin and pride
Over time you may be reborn eternally
Into some kind of monster, wouldn’t that
be awesome to see?
“God, what is the point to this curse?”
“I don’t want this” in outbursts
Just accept it without complaints about
your fate
And with the following, borrowing from
the things that come too late
Both myths and rumors are based on people’s
values
The same way that love rules the things
you may do
Snakes laugh and slither away once they
can see
That nothing else is true
Hey, I can’t gather any more information
I can’t raise my spirits without any more
hope
Living a tiny life that’s defined by lies
I choose to close my eyes
“Hey, it still lives within you now,
correct?”
“The power to combine both mind and eyes
as one?”
You are the cause of this pain here. The.
Only. One.
Let’s sing a song of tragic praise
For all the pain of this heat haze
The swaying days crumble down over this
broken town
And it begins with small steps, echoing
the coming trauma
“Return it!” is the endless scream
I don’t want this pain in between
“Do you think that I care? It can be
found anywhere
This tragedy that you see eternally now
repeats to there”
Your life is stupid, don’t you know?
No matter what, that’s how it’ll go
It will end all the same in this unending
game
Recklessly without a pause, never never
never never
“Oh, such a tragic sight to see!
Asking me ‘why?’, so unsightly”
You have asked for too much, so this
ending is such
All your “miracles” will break apart at
the slightest touch
Trying to say that “It is still fine”
But you have been crying all this time
Even as the end fades, you keep up this
fake charade
It keeps on happening, repeating over
into
What we see, endlessly, even though
We try to continue as a way
To renew
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