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Manipulative Adventure
cold winds grow relentless
there remains only i
angel wings so defenseless
tangled in this lie
outside beyond the distance
on a road less chose
something called happenstance
inside it still grows
mindless of direction
confused by choices
random selection
and i’m hearing voices
anger taints another view
caught within myself
a taming of the shrew
leaves me on the shelf
barbaric form of genocide
removed from scripture
sides killing other sides
on our manipulative adventure
solar eclipse raining fuel
leaving parts of us
our charismatic final duel
an end we don’t discuss
mindless of direction
confused by choices
random selection
and i’m hearing voices
prophets on a ragged cross
solitary one’s sanctuary
engulfed in unforgiving loss
only hurt is absolutely
death grenades falling fast
in cover we await
humanity is merely typecast
morsels of our fate
mindless of direction
confused by choices
random selection
and i’m hearing voices
anger taints another view
caught within myself
a taming of the shrew
leaves me on the shelf
barbaric form of genocide
removed from scripture
sides killing other sides
on our manipulative adventure
there remains only i
angel wings so defenseless
tangled in this lie
outside beyond the distance
on a road less chose
something called happenstance
inside it still grows
mindless of direction
confused by choices
random selection
and i’m hearing voices
anger taints another view
caught within myself
a taming of the shrew
leaves me on the shelf
barbaric form of genocide
removed from scripture
sides killing other sides
on our manipulative adventure
solar eclipse raining fuel
leaving parts of us
our charismatic final duel
an end we don’t discuss
mindless of direction
confused by choices
random selection
and i’m hearing voices
prophets on a ragged cross
solitary one’s sanctuary
engulfed in unforgiving loss
only hurt is absolutely
death grenades falling fast
in cover we await
humanity is merely typecast
morsels of our fate
mindless of direction
confused by choices
random selection
and i’m hearing voices
anger taints another view
caught within myself
a taming of the shrew
leaves me on the shelf
barbaric form of genocide
removed from scripture
sides killing other sides
on our manipulative adventure
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