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City of silence
I don’t want to be a forgotten memory
but Death has an empty hand
when Heaven suddenly becomes the enemy,
I no longer feel like
I’ve seen the best
of what’s been offered to see,
it’s like the damn black clouds
are always following me
and when I step out from the shadows,
the sunlight’s blinding beams
are never pleasant
either way
it seems I’m missing something
in the end
Forsaken as Earth’s blighted tenant
My body’s hollowed-and followed with-
shallow sins -the deepest regrets -for the hallowed men - I swallow all my accomplishments where all the cynics wallows begin..
its like Halloween for the Devil
and his shit eating grin,
that fiend on scene when all is breaking in,
“ Hey pumpkin why don’t you just smile a bit? I want to see that light behind those eyes"
I never smile because it exposes my skeleton,
it’s a weakness that I’ve learned to never forget.
but Death has an empty hand
when Heaven suddenly becomes the enemy,
I no longer feel like
I’ve seen the best
of what’s been offered to see,
it’s like the damn black clouds
are always following me
and when I step out from the shadows,
the sunlight’s blinding beams
are never pleasant
either way
it seems I’m missing something
in the end
Forsaken as Earth’s blighted tenant
My body’s hollowed-and followed with-
shallow sins -the deepest regrets -for the hallowed men - I swallow all my accomplishments where all the cynics wallows begin..
its like Halloween for the Devil
and his shit eating grin,
that fiend on scene when all is breaking in,
“ Hey pumpkin why don’t you just smile a bit? I want to see that light behind those eyes"
I never smile because it exposes my skeleton,
it’s a weakness that I’ve learned to never forget.
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