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All the you create,
and all the you shape...
You are not to blame, my friend.
Somebody your empty page.

as we silently wept,
confined (as) begins.
The was set and then we slept
as architects of

So much behind the fa ade
and symptoms of demise.
We in fragrant illusions,
of right and wrong.

We clench to a lustful
digging on top of our lives.
with values til we choke,
I guess we've the end of the rope

the mist, in the haze,
the doom's upon us
The dividing blade of
and man severed our callow

The sun set,
set on the

The self-appointed
are at my door.
We kiss their lips
and join the parade.

Flying on wings
who we should be
As becomes normality;
We hang at the end of the

the mist, in the haze,
the doom's upon us
The blade of nature
and man severed our breath

The sun set,
set on the