i see the darkness
its beckoning
glory? there is no mercy with glory
all is but a facade
eventually, the primitive weakness will outdo the reigning madness
there is no quiet
there is only hatred
the love is lost
henceforth, all the ends of the earth are doomed.
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feelings failing
seasons sending
tender timing
ever ending
close the curtain
shut the stonecave
latch the lighter
down the dishes
where have all the roses gone?
they're black, as black, as the rose of hell
it screams, it pines, it calls for its home
but home is not where it belongs
among the mortals
amongst all men
it dwells within
the present tense
so shield your heart
divide your soul
and maybe, u just might lose control.