Tied With the Mighty Chain
Drowned by the fears of being criticized
Pulled in the earth's inner core
Tied with the mighty chain
Unto the rock unbroken by the mightiest power
Cyanotic, hematoma: they're the foreign objects
That dared to enter my eyes
Forcing these salty liquid out
Forming these nightmares even at daybright
I used to hate isolation, I used to love socialization
But what can i do? your sword had reached my sterile heart
Sword full of microbes infecting every tissue of my very treasure
The only treasure descended from my roots
I now congratulate you! you won!
Now the fight's between you and you alone
You leave me cutting my carotid artery,
Now I leave you deal with your greatest enemy: your Conscience
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