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Lost
A scapegoat among the prophet’s eyes
Another feast for the plague of flies
A fucking sacrifice to reign the lands
In a flood of blood to wash their hands
The hypnotic prayer to line the masses
Seeing the divine through only rose-colored glasses
The nails dig deeper in the veins
Trapping the innocent within the sacred plains
Lying the path surrounded by impassible walls
Set in stone the unavoidable breakable laws
The promise of amnesia forgetting lessons learned
Through nirvana forgetting what once yearned
A cage like paradise only seen to the ignorant
While in the eyes of the blind burn those defiant
Lost in the false world of what’s wrong and right
Lost in the fantasy of dark and light
that's great, almost poetic, in a weird kinda way