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Dreams
Dream of men are so unreal that are lost in their souls
Life walked so far away, fear is what comes
kept inside unleashed at the world we see
drown in our tears of pain we cause to the ones we love.
walk in the shadows so we are unseen.
speak only to be never heard.
All we have holes in the ground to be filled.
hide from the ripper knowing we can never get way
pass our time by the unknowing.
Our acts go unseen by the ones we need.
Our pain goes unheard by the living but welcome by the dead.
have a dead man’s touch without the love of the living.
will pass on the seeds of our pain to the one that feed.
make the ones we love cry our tears.
Old people live as young people die look in to our eyes and see we have no soul to give.
Bad people live as good people die you will know when you look into their eyes.
cannot bear this pain that life has to give.
For we have walked this road for many years can't find any other path to take.
turn our kids into evil they should bear them with our pain.
help pump the fuel of hate and dark sickness that we have called life.
send them to the monster that takes them to our paths on the way to meet the demons of the world.
run our rivers with falling blood of the fallen angels of the sky from above
Life walked so far away, fear is what comes
kept inside unleashed at the world we see
drown in our tears of pain we cause to the ones we love.
walk in the shadows so we are unseen.
speak only to be never heard.
All we have holes in the ground to be filled.
hide from the ripper knowing we can never get way
pass our time by the unknowing.
Our acts go unseen by the ones we need.
Our pain goes unheard by the living but welcome by the dead.
have a dead man’s touch without the love of the living.
will pass on the seeds of our pain to the one that feed.
make the ones we love cry our tears.
Old people live as young people die look in to our eyes and see we have no soul to give.
Bad people live as good people die you will know when you look into their eyes.
cannot bear this pain that life has to give.
For we have walked this road for many years can't find any other path to take.
turn our kids into evil they should bear them with our pain.
help pump the fuel of hate and dark sickness that we have called life.
send them to the monster that takes them to our paths on the way to meet the demons of the world.
run our rivers with falling blood of the fallen angels of the sky from above
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