perpetual absurdity festered by incredulity unreasonable and closed minded resolutions uninvited thrive on inert disputation revel in equivocation
real solutions From the regrets one must depart avoiding the disillusions With all the things that will discourage can one find the power of courage
it is immortal with uncanny will it will be leading the merciless kill once again it strikes arms and grief will grow history tells us all we need
I. Avarice II. Pangs of Envy III.Paroxysm of Wrath AVARICE - Gateway Part I Convinced in a creed It's best to have more The malicious greed
They can't see who you really are The potential to go really far Will you conform, absorbed by the norm What do you see when you look at your life inner
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Part one: BLACKENED SKIES Brooding from blackened skies Trickle breaks the silence Conceal the ominous lies Billowed from insolence Where rumors
Notice every day go by, knowing what you didn't try. Numbers flashing in your head, worry replaced it instead. Looking across the water, pondering what
violating the old rules strangers to this land the creatures fall at this hand severed bones and limbs taken by superstition and greed beauty destroyed
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deliverance words spoken but not read how can we escape this dread no one reads no one writes must secure our birth rights the power inside subject
thaw interest shifted away from the objective vanished enthusiasm and incentive mandatory involvement in the game they repent exercise their wrongful force their power
Spectator of the matrix in the lens Hence the view destructive and intense Failure to apprehend Failure to comprehend A sight not to be seen
They live in constant fear, they repent their feat Their sins are crystal clear, at night it will repeat. Through the sleep into the dreams. Cuts in
Sphere 1 : Preclusion by Naivete in its belief of its supremacy shattered domain of its naivete lazy and full 'til the reign got corrupted surprised
the next despot Hide, divide, chose your side with no body to confide Through the shimmering light they feel their will power bent No dawn
Gagged, choked, silenced and mute. Anyone who comes, has come to stasis. Place of denial, stagnant oasis. Into this idle hour. Passiveness gains it's power
In control and with force there can be no remorse with all the broken connections and all the distorted reflections No hope in section terminal
