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Carveresque
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The past merges with the present.
The old and the broken. The young and unspoken.
The dead and alive.
Gifted with the pen: master poets, warped minds.
It's on your skin and piercing within.
Such a sin simply to live.
It's marking you, tainting affliction as you bow to them.
The world: what is real is what we see,
What we understand and no one will see.
Make me believe in this dismal life.
Scarring tissue - write it down,
Hold your breath and write this down:
No one will ever understand how much this means to me.
Beneath they know,
Sown deep to grow.
They need control.
I can't imagine the demons that make love in your head.
I wonder if my nightmares will come for you in the end.
Self-destruction - our clarity, disconnected and ill.
Only a matter of time until I am killed.
When all you hold is lost, where will your gain been had?
As you fall, you will be lone.
What will you seek? A life of lies?
What will you seek? A hand that feeds?
Father. This is existence.
Did you get what you wanted from this life?
Have I accomplished all I ever could?
And what did you want?
To feel connected.
To feel completed.
The past merges with the present.
The old and the broken. The young and unspoken.
The dead and alive.
Gifted with the pen: master poets, warped minds.
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The Ruler Of Dreams
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A blind servant shifting between time and space.
A prisoner of his own endless lies.
They rot his heart and soil all that he holds.
His soul has become nothing but dust, a slave of burdens forever.
Enslaved. Bound by these chains you've made.
Forshamed by every trace father laid.
He has never taken the blame.
We will always be his mistake.
All enslaved by a self made cage.
Forsaken, awaken in a time of waste.
In a world of eaten minds where every man bleeds the same.
The creator - our eternal destroyer.
Divine or godless. A supreme force that defines all flesh.
The future we believe, what we foresee is the future that will come to be. Dream just dream. I see nothing in everything.
Disintegrating.
Caught between time and space.
He hungers for release wishing he could achieve.
What's your reason to be? Drowning in these dying dreams.
A blind servant dying to see.
Paradise burns at the hands of flesh.
This is what was left behind.
The creator - our eternal destroyer. A shrouded face, a toneless voice that speaks to us under our skin when we are alone.
The future we believe what we foresee is the future that will come to be. I see everything I see nothing.
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My fixation with sorrow.
Deprived of all freedom
Internally connected to the sickness that is shooting from wool.
There's a curse that is feasting inside conjured by a collection of serpents.
They hunger for dreams. They wish to destroy.
Years surrounded by hate, I aim to shatter their foundations.
Scatter their kin. Take all that they have.
The past distorting everything, dwelling behind the blessing.
A flash of clarity, a stain no longer controlling.
No longer will I stay, change has always called to me.
In these burning fields I leave you to your end by flame.
Termination descending to the fields, decimating the filth of the land.
Cleansing my mind. A fire that burns so bright, a symbol to stand through time.
Crumble their truth.
Sever their roots.
Twisted by the stones of mockery.
Thrown by the centre of hypocrisy.
Submerging my mind, I await the serpents slipping down my throat.
All substance has died.
Years surrounded by hate, I aim to shatter their foundations.
Scatter their kin. Take all they have.
Crumble their truth.
Sever their roots.
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