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An awry molding created me
It had to be carefully chiseled
In wonder of which olympian grudge
my vessel is made of....
Compulsive arson.
Never destined to fade away
Designated as the conductor
of the inauspicious
Silent
and fearful
in front of the gods
They'd like me to forge on rocks my misery
and keep them
as a reminder not to trespass
Where do I belong?
To whom am I against?
Most of them wear a mask of the same shameful face
As my fear comes closer, I strut
Hide, you doubt
My labels wants me imprisoned
Getaway holes are covered and hidden
My rebels slowly
amiably
erase the chasm
from here
to the unknown
It had to be carefully chiseled
In wonder of which olympian grudge
my vessel is made of....
Compulsive arson.
Never destined to fade away
Designated as the conductor
of the inauspicious
Silent
and fearful
in front of the gods
They'd like me to forge on rocks my misery
and keep them
as a reminder not to trespass
Where do I belong?
To whom am I against?
Most of them wear a mask of the same shameful face
As my fear comes closer, I strut
Hide, you doubt
My labels wants me imprisoned
Getaway holes are covered and hidden
My rebels slowly
amiably
erase the chasm
from here
to the unknown
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