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Embrace by letting go, remember while forgetting
turn fire to ice, pay the price for something free
and just let me be in my little world of insanity:
where gravity collides with space, fish swim in it
where time runs backwards and your birth is death
the wisdom of and old age slowly vanishing as years pass
you become younger and younger; stronger and stronger
until you begin to wonder, what are these things I'm looking at
tiny hands, tiny feet, the final hour of defeat
in a fetal position you lie in bed, unaware, uncertain
tick-tock; nothing more than a stain; vanished, gone
where the absurd is normal and only the informal
is deemed sane, the insane run the show, while it may seem
hectic even the skeptic accepts all opinions without doubt
where the Sun shines darkness and all are afraid of the light
because it just might reveal their lightest secrets
where the Moon smiles because when it's in an eclipse
for a glimpse of an hour it holds hands with Earth, reunited
at long last, escaping the shadows of the past - only sadness
lurks there, the Moon, the Moon, living without a care
Hold me go, let me tight, freeze the ice, burn the glow of snow
let me tight, hold me go
Siht ecalp si ton rof em!

The essence of silence shadowed by the roar of the storm
voices of the just silenced by the shouts of the idiots,
Dance my little marionettes, trade your freewill for the comfort
of a warm couch and a TV, be obedient and wash your brain
don't question just accept, don't evolve just slightly adapt
don't use your potential just be a small part of the sequential flow of data
once you bend the way we want you to, all is good
An aggressive approach indeed, the question is where does it lead
BAM goes the stamp - you've been rejected, ejected from society
the black sheep of a deluded reality, some sort of a fail revolutionary
a stationary passenger waiting for the bus of conspiracy
What a meager attempt from a conspiracy buff-
The painful truth be told,the less intelligent the people are
the easier they can be controlled, the greater the amount
of idiots shouting, less is the chance of the just to be heard
Absurd, ABSurd, ABSURD!!!
Quiet down my children, follow the Shepherd back to the herd
the lonely Sheep is bound to be eaten by the Wolf.
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