Sometimes I feel like
They’re snatching my skin
But my body’s not bleeding,
I try to go along
But my feet doesn’t obey me,
It’s the innermost grief,
The never-sprouting seed,
The soil that will nevermore
See the blue element,
Our urge for knowledge and
Apprenticeship become need
For conquer and possess
Because we are the only ones
To bear in mind,
The only ones with the right
to decide… perhaps we never
Liked to see the real energy
Of a higher force showing
Mercy with the hours
The best to do is not
Disturbing the ones
Who gave us all that we have,
The best to do is not
Disturbing the Ancients.
Chaos, Disaster, Death.
And in the centre of the circle
You can always see the same,
Or almost ever?
And in the centre of the circle
You can always see the same,
The die has turned?
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