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Mind Over Matter
The world is mellow, but the people are full of hate and lies; all in despise that they know nothing! Knowledge is power and yet they devour the stupidity that glows in the sky, it will be their demise, ultimately they are living zombies.
How can they discises their rage inside, in which they’ve splattered upon their page; their page in life is covered and the book of life can no longer fit in the cupboard…
(The question that we cry late at night is “what are we to do with all the souls that are in plain sight, but only to the page devours? The truth enlighteners, can they really be trusted or they here to turn your page in to one of theirs?” They whisper into our ears “Now you must try one of these days to be prepared…”)
The souls scream in fright for the people who can see them, they’re waiting in the shadows, the “lie” carnivores.
Cannibalism in a form of a shower, will you be the soul trapped between this world and ours? Feeling the heat of the warm liquid leak down from the sky; slashing along your skin like a sharpened blade, the pain will eventually fade.
(But remember child, don’t be comforted by the torments, it’s all lies…Its mind over matter, Mind Over Time
How can they discises their rage inside, in which they’ve splattered upon their page; their page in life is covered and the book of life can no longer fit in the cupboard…
(The question that we cry late at night is “what are we to do with all the souls that are in plain sight, but only to the page devours? The truth enlighteners, can they really be trusted or they here to turn your page in to one of theirs?” They whisper into our ears “Now you must try one of these days to be prepared…”)
The souls scream in fright for the people who can see them, they’re waiting in the shadows, the “lie” carnivores.
Cannibalism in a form of a shower, will you be the soul trapped between this world and ours? Feeling the heat of the warm liquid leak down from the sky; slashing along your skin like a sharpened blade, the pain will eventually fade.
(But remember child, don’t be comforted by the torments, it’s all lies…Its mind over matter, Mind Over Time
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