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IP:
A wise man once said:
Let the blood and the sweat run down the rivers bend
Without the bitter sweetness of death there will be no end
Let the baldes of the rose bushes plentifuly rip flesh appart
Because once there has been lost love there will be no heart
Watch as the sand begins to swirl around as the tornado begins
Exposing bone and flesh tear apart as the worldpool start to sing
Coconut sented rasberrys swirl as the earth starts to quake
Without the ground beneth you there is noone left to forsake
With no sight there is no scene without hands there is no touch
Ignorance is bliss but without simplistity there is nothing much
As the world turns the famous sites around the globe burn n crumble
While everything turns to dust and we vanish we all to stay humble
Without the light there can be only darkness, no light not now nor never
Everything around starts to debilitate the evil apears even more cleaver
So what do you do when the world is ending and nowhere to turn
Well to be honest, i simpled said fuck it and let the motherfucker burn
no more solid as the world lumbers weakly
an axis of defiance while alone and lost within
swallowed by unknown faceless extremes
and as the dance slows to a shallow tempo
carve your deities within the hollow cave
while lonliness consumes the sanity
The words of a once wise man echo on threwout eturnity
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