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Decesiveness, humanitiy�s best treasure
Debility is your best pleasure
I will never be by your side
You can never block my sight
I will carry on my deepest fight
Before the unforgettable night
You realistic slowpoke
Seems so hard to solve?
Make your self control
Give your heart to solve
Then you�ll control
Breathing by the brain
Thinking by the heart
Talking by the eye
Feeling by the dream
Humidity takes control
Brainwashed pity soul
Yells for S.O.S
Think, act, do, sustain
Phenomenology
Concretize them all
Comprehend everybody.
Find your bright pith
If things are going worse than ever
The answer lies behind not to suffer
Has judgement day been coming closer?
Open your mind and never surrender!
Don�t think about your sanity
You�ll find yourself in an eddy
Don�t feel yourself as a dummy
You are not the one who is lonely
Reality, betrays you and me
Fantasy, supports you and me
Flowing like the rainbow
Flying like a splash
Do what you have to do, no need to be a trash.
Carry on your resolution
You can make this revolution
Do what you have to do, then you become a slash
Slaping like the waves
Slashing like a staff
Do what you have to do, no need to be a trash
Fighting with this isolation
Don�t feel the suffocation
Do what you have to do, then you become a slash
Reality, betrays you and me
Fantasy, supports you and me
I'm lost in these nocturnal fears
Living reluctant, dying doubtless
Extreme compensation
Social confrontation
Fatalism? Break the door and let it stay open
Centruies cry when you define
a tranquil, disinclined spirit
You will take the way of your truth, of your sensation
Agnostic mind of a complex man
Take me to nowhere
Beyond the gates of eternity
Revealing my ability
Being alone surrounds me
Victory and tragedy
Going straight after all
Through the blank that I fall
Nest of claptrap symphaty
You were never justified
Truth, never lies
Disintegration?
Devaluation? No time for.
Trustworthy illusions and the willing butterflies
Obsession; sweet poison, my little doctrine
Is it all, do I fall?
Insomniac and hipersomniac
The bee is supersomniac
It�s friction force of glory called slavery
Chimaera that tribology
Ambitious soul grows and blows
Never lets the calamity happen
Routing, rerouting...
Come to the end of the vicious cirle
Now I�ve become complete
I�ve learned myself deeply
Far from my real body
Close to my fake psyche
No more falsehood, deceit
I have found my own conceit
Far from my fake body
Close to my real psyche
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