THE EPIPHANY
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I look around only to find deceit abound
In a world riddled with foulest filth.
This seems for what we've all been built.
I see the land, stretched across the plains of sand
Interspersed with desert marauders
Whose cries slowly echo louder.
Take my heed. Swear with me this solemn creed.
Every soul exists with some kind of prize.
But know that it involves your demise.
THE INTERPRETATION
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Sickening, sparkling with shrouds of tears and hatred, glistening...
Who is listening... closer than they should?
Who can visualize, what lies beneath the hood
Of the mobile machines you see?
Plugs and valves of reduction.
V-8 engine of destruction.
THE SOLUTION?
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Am I the only one... who can bring you the gun... and satisfy
Your craving for nothing but saving yourself, as you magnify
These bullets that taste like truth
And project them with such precision
Into me and now your vision
Is clear. This is the one true time you are here...
That is, near, to the essence of your wants and fears.
For once your mind is in the clear.
Free of all barriers... You are now the carrier
Of your own disease.
Don't show restraint
Don't revert to the things you paint
On yourself when you want to please
This world... So now get on your knees.
And like the good that we all seek
We cast off doubt and underneath
A shadow flares as we unsheath
Our rawest feelings... And so unappealing
We project them onto each other
Now I suddenly realize
What you and others tried to hide.
And for the life of me it hurts
But the facade that we put up
Was five to ten times fucking worse.
Show me now this bitter angst.
Let our truth begin to dance
Into everyone's soul... so bold.
It pains me so...
To know that this is what we hold.
Truth be told... We clash
But hide behind a sash
Of unity...
So kill these games at last
And show what you can do to me...
THE SYNOPSIS
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A symbiotic world is but a gleam
In a blind man's wet dream.