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Deliverance

Four walls forming a world Keeping the silence there is no spoken word Liberated from the body, I feel no burden anymore I Must be lived therefore Living the eternity, fooled by the myth of life Now it's the ultimate time to define the wrong from the right All will get the wage of what they did The virtuous, the wicked, eventually apart lets get back to where it starts.. Imitating the roles in a so called play To participate, being cheap is the way to stay A few say no, the rest obey Puppets, animals, evils.. all set ready to play Opening scene is predicting the finale The plot is not impaired, it's just an alley Lust, greed, envy..that's behind the curtain All racing toward the uncertain Affected by the misfortune and absence of the righteous Selling became the profession, with this kind of ware there's no recession Choosing lies instead of truth, masked faces over truly who they are And drifting away too far Drowning in seas of oblivion awakening seems to be right at the shore, for whom got the sail And persist on passing the trail.

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