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Tragedy Soaked Paradise

Only once before have I cried Tears made of sunlight My pain Is released of me bleeding rain I forget my name In a tragedy soaked paradise I guess, all that is lost will carry a price Then demons begin to feel nice Fingertips pressed in soil Become roots penetrating the earth We are children of the planets Making love and war Staring And asking the galaxy Just what we were brought here for "What purpose do I serve?" "What breath do I deserve?" I gave up my seat To gain the appreciation of the creature Crawling beside me Now, inside me As far as this will let me see Is this beast Rage-filled, hatred Living in my heart Feeding off of what tears me apart With long jagged nails Threatening to rip through my skin With a razor tongue and a wicked grin He is caged within Then my chaotic chariot burns my skin Horses made of flames Draped in plague I still forget my name Ice cold eyes Reigns held by demise Drawn by the one Whose urges I despise In my dreams He had hooves for feet And bright red eyes That thing inside of me That makes me burn alive

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