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Joys of the Emptiness
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Breathing here, and the air is clear
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Changes of which I could foresee
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Violence caressing, impending distress
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As my body lay sleeping, enternally bleeding, and...
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Shallow despair, broken years years you cannot repair
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Summonded here, and all must see the hypocrisy
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Peed back the face, the sorry mind, a vacant space
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Born deprived, the moods expired in reality
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A fantasy, based on harmony
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A victim released accordingly
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Scatter the ashes, remains of life's passages,
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Mocking and meaningless, toys of the empty, and...
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Mighty and proud, reaching up to touch the shroud
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Tangled here, and far beyond from atrocity
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Frozen and cold, bleak the memories of old
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Times capsize the born desires for technology
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Joys of the Emptiness
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Paradise Lost |