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There Lives a Man
Thoughts echo, mental void, Deep, dark, empty void, ****ed it here, ****ed it there, ****ed it up, ****ed it up. Demons come and demons go, Demons live and demons sow, Demons die , demons lie, Demons cloud demons pry. Sober thoughts, drunken words, Red skys , infernal birds. In the dark , there lives a man, Alone and cold, there lives a man, There he sits a simple man, Soul abandoned , a lonesome man, He wants to die, deaths a thought, Whats the point , just a thought, Angels cry, and demons hiss, Living life, voided bliss, Life will come and life will go, A dark man comes here, to and fro, Prys his eyes and pricks his brain, Slowly still he goes insane, In the dark there lives a man, Trying to do the best he can, Dieing is just a simple plan, Will he try? he can he can, At what cost, does life come too, Red white black and blue, No one but himself to blame, No one but himself to shame. There a man, still a boy, Yearning for his ode to joy.
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