Oh things, have changed, the damage done
Oh look, at what, I have, become
Now I, am lame
And most probably not sane
There is, no me, no in-between
There’s still, one thing, I want, to do
And what, I want
Is to get a little closer to you
Oh it’s always for you
We pull, like tides, and moons, apart
I think, about, it way too much
But then, again, is this the way the world will end?
And crime, is tied, to the, intent
The law, was made, to break, or bend
But I, am Truth
To both I remain immune
Oh it’s always been for you
To be, no more
To breath, no more
To want, no more
To carry on
And mask the bones
With catacombs
So humbly, with salt and sea,
But it’s always for you
The painters can’t remember where they started
But the colors will, not speak until, they’ve had their say
Oh and it’s always for you
With questions best left asked to mirrors
I can’t make this any clearer
Transformed by the likeness of my peers
Come closer now, the psychopomp is near
The odds are in your favor child
So settle for a wicked smile
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