Say goodbye to our painfull peace
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-Silence-
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Structured impotence killer of passion
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Why is the life you lead expressed through discomfort?
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Justified through discipline practiced through logic
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Will it we ever transcend with indulgence?
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But what for?
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They¡¯ll never give you the power
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And if so only with wondrous misfortune
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So I surrender in this ritual to the opposite
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to do what we please
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I've seen that recognition isn¡¯t a friend
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The people gather around with salivating anticipation
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So here take, eat, devour
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Drink the bloody flesh, fuck my corpse
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I¡¯m yours
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There is no contest with secondary pleasures
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I release my experience to free the exaltation
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to your wonder
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It is so pointless to validate the subjective anyway
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Truth is here, Outside of the words
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Why do you even need unconscious intention?
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Imbedded masterminds, fellow cannibals
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I swear you make me sick
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Painful Peace
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Matt Zane |