The Final Thesis
Freedom life as sacrifice
But tell me what's the ending price ?
When most are bound beneath these chains
And all one sees has gone insane
Shall I entangle engage, within my mind
Mortified's mortgaged morticious
Eyes whom wish to cast me aside their spells
Melancholy's, projected tears while sounding crimson's rusted
Bells behind these bars they've bent themselves
Amid conceptions misconceived
This tainted truth that they should believe
Twisted....
Now nailed upon judgmental's cross ?
Wretched flesh; turning it's ultimate cost
When smitten fresh permeates the air
Love's stench which gathers that they all may share
A feast in sorrow, from amongst mangled times
His cannibal's moment, at the expense of another's human life
When the moon turns to blood, and the sun grows black
Where right is wrong and wrong is back: to gather it's flocks amid her night
While darkness rules within the most subtle way ? Freedom life, be your sacrifice....
But tell me what's the ending price; when most are bound beneath these chains, and all one sees
....Has gone insane.
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