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TetsuUmi Anamu Sinraw's (tears of the abyss)
(sitting outside of a barbershop)
String theory suggest that all matter connects in an infinite web but
What if some sort of master could
Grab on to the strand's
manipulate events. Control cause and effect,
Put,
A massive spell on the collective,
And how we live
Blue lives at it's fingertips
Black lives at it's fingertips
Nano bots in the drinking pit
Blue light in the santum and
Mk ultra power in the power strips
Vibratory responses from the universe
From our lips spell after spell
After polar trick
Now it's hard to spot what's real
I wonder who's thoughts is this
Some just wanna live
but the buildings shaped like coffins to
Contain all of your energy
The city is where misery florish
To all of y'all thinking that it's more to this
Follow that notion this
Deciete is poteint
God's falling from orbit
Like a darkened tear
In a galaxy that was defaced
I see grace in quiet moments
After the riots started the sound
Of a galactic alarm clock prying
Eyes open.
But what are the fires for if they Charing
Our only homeland,
That's when a thought formed if
This is all a hoax then
Another alarm rings and we wake up
With in a dream please don't be deceived.
Tears stream in the abyss from the driving kings gods observing self destruction instead of change
Don't forget that these black tears
Could be merley rain.
Sometimes we have to question
If your still in space
Or if space is in you.
String theory suggest that all matter connects in an infinite web but
What if some sort of master could
Grab on to the strand's
manipulate events. Control cause and effect,
Put,
A massive spell on the collective,
And how we live
Blue lives at it's fingertips
Black lives at it's fingertips
Nano bots in the drinking pit
Blue light in the santum and
Mk ultra power in the power strips
Vibratory responses from the universe
From our lips spell after spell
After polar trick
Now it's hard to spot what's real
I wonder who's thoughts is this
Some just wanna live
but the buildings shaped like coffins to
Contain all of your energy
The city is where misery florish
To all of y'all thinking that it's more to this
Follow that notion this
Deciete is poteint
God's falling from orbit
Like a darkened tear
In a galaxy that was defaced
I see grace in quiet moments
After the riots started the sound
Of a galactic alarm clock prying
Eyes open.
But what are the fires for if they Charing
Our only homeland,
That's when a thought formed if
This is all a hoax then
Another alarm rings and we wake up
With in a dream please don't be deceived.
Tears stream in the abyss from the driving kings gods observing self destruction instead of change
Don't forget that these black tears
Could be merley rain.
Sometimes we have to question
If your still in space
Or if space is in you.
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