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A LAMENT 4 MERCY FRM GOD
By Raine Carosin
17.02.2012

WHY MAKE ME
IF YOU GONNA BREAK ME
WHY TAKE ME
IF U GONNA HATE ME

WHY THIS HELL
WHEN HEAVEN IS A WORD AWAY
WHY NOT TELL
OR IS IT SOMETHING YOU CAN'T SAY
WHY BE VAGUE
WHEN IT COMES TO THE TRUTH
WHY OPAQUE
WHEN YOU COULD BE 'COUTH'

HOW UNKIND
TO TAKE THE MOTHER FROM THE CHILD
HOW SO BLIND
TO TAKE THE LOVING FROM THE WILD

I'M BREAKING UP
MY HEART AND BONES CAN'T TAKE NO MORE
I'M LYING DOWN
THE PEDAL'S TO THE FLOOR
I CAN'T WAIT
TO BE FREE FROM HELL'S IMPRISONMENT
TO LIVE WITH GOD
IN FULL COMPLIMENT

IN THIS HALL OF MIRRORS
GODS SOUND AND ABOUND
DON'T BE FOOLED BY THE IMAGES
THEY'RE JUST FOOLING AROUND
SOMETIMES A GAME
TO PASS
THE TIME
SOMETIMES A PEN
TO PEN
THE RHYME
SOMETIMES A RAKE
TO LEAVE
THE GROUND

IN THIS UNIVERSAL 
HALLWAYS
THE GODS ABOUND
DON'T BE FOOLED
UNTIL YOU SEE
SOMEONE YOU RECOGNIZE
AS ME:
I'M FILLED WITH MYSTERY

THE MIRRORS WRITE 
IN ECSTASY

DON'T BE FOOLED IN THIS HALL OF MIRRORS
ONE IS REAL
ALTHOUGH THE IMAGE SHIVERS
THROUGH A LONG NIGHT
TO FILL THE DAY
AND THE LIGHT ECHOES
IN THIS HALLWAY

AND SO YOU SEE
BUT DO NOT SEE
THE SHATTERED IMAGE
THAT WAS ME
BUT LOOK AGAIN!
I'M IN YOUR VIEW
AS GOOD AS NEW
AS GOOD AS YOU

DON'T BE FOOLED, MY DEAR FRIEND
THIS HERE NOW IS NOT THE END
THE SUN WILL RISE, THE SUN WILL SET
EVEN THOUGH WE'D WANT TO FORGET
THE PEN WILL WRITE
THE RAKE WILL LAUGH
THE PEN CRIES INK
THE RAKE'S BLOODBATH

SO WHAT, THE MIRRORS DON'T TELL LIES
AND IN THE DITCH A SLIVER LIES
SO DON'T BE FOOLED BY LIGHT
THAT DOES NOT SMILE
FOR IT HAS WARNED OF ANOTHER MILE
FOR YOU TO REACH YOUR GOAL AND DREAM
IN THIS MIRRORED HALLWAY
YOU CAN SMILE AND DREAM..."

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