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Same ol' script

Another tragedy happening as we ponder The morals off and this world still remains under Craving to get away from the vicious haunter Screaming out loud just to get silenced by the thunder Close your eyes and think of the reward, the plunder Been running as fast as hell and still caught by the hunter I've been trying to tell you all, but patience's getting shorter We all are getting enlsaved by the new order

Facing facts won't harm us at all In this sick world everyone's got a mask

The smell in the air is just a hint of gunpowder Dust and sand, cause water ran out while we were eating the spectacle Another scene part of the same ol' script Humanity definitely must cease to exist... The way we've been living, Or there'll be nothing for us to grieve

Mass destruction keeps arising overseas Is there any morality left on their dreams? Released the secrets of the universe for us to see We know nothing and can't control a damn thing Rise your fist against imposed tyranny But what can we do when they hold the strings? Gathered together at the table for the feast We all are all at the top of this death-list

Facing darkness won't blind us at all In this rotten world, light must shine on

The smell in the air is just a hint of gunpowder Dust and sand, cause water ran out while we were eating the spectacle Another scene part of the same ol' script Humanity definitely must cease to exist... The way we've been living, Or there'll be nothing for us to grieve

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Boiling Frogs

As the heat rises Overwhelming sun Stretching our limbs To feed from the crumbs Capital sins are a daily recipe Envious eyes cannot lie A brand new world for the greed And we're too lazy to testify Against this system full of flaws Flooding the mindset with disguises Disgusting files have reached the light And we're standing still on our asses Like A Sea of garbage rising There are several things to point out Nobody cares as long as we're passive And it's getting late to jump out Like A Kid spends the day fantasizing There's one thing I would like to point out We're all frogs in boiling water And this world is about to burn out The heads of this crusade are way too vain People stare in astonishment But there are a few of us who are filled with rage Awaiting for the punishment How are we supposed to feed our breed with the forthcoming misery? Gluttony has taken the food from our mouths As the idea of total control seduces the privileged ones Like A Sea of garbage rising There are several things to point out Nobody cares as long as we're passive And it's getting late to jump out Like A Kid spends the day fantasizing There's one thing I would like to point out We're all frogs in boiling water And this world is about to burn out

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Fleeting thought

Pre destined to fail or not

Discovering the path while I walk along

There is no redemption at the end

Just the few moments that I've lived

Questioning the now and then

There're no signs of a manipulated variable

Persistent trauma

Incoherent drama

I'm sick and tired of everything

There is a chance that all of this is just a facade

A convenient job to remain busy while I decay

Giving me back the sense of lost control through anxiety

Knelt down in front of your apathy

I beg you... Look at me!

Into the sleep realm but clearly not asleep

Half awake and letting words flow through me

I haven't heard a thing about endless love

3 am and I start to whistle my demons' sinister tone

Breaking down every ounce of sanity

Dormant inner personality

Tired of excuses

Short circuit on my fuses

I no longer care about anything

There is a chance that all of this is just a facade

A convenient job to remain busy while I decay

Giving me back the sense of lost control through anxiety

Knelt down in front of your apathy

I beg you... Stay away from me!

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Kill your darlings

Faithful to no one

The epidemic torn a hole unable to sew

Is the pandemic over?

Or it just let holes in lives to never be sewed again?

I was never meant to fall for no one again but I did

A randomized personification of chaos, or a mirror I see

But what I see is nothing more than the void itself

I'm losing track of time and all the attempts

Terrorised by the horrors standing still by my tomb

Pass me by, I beg you to pass me by

I'm not aware of what the void could throw up at this space and time

The number is just the beggining but the whole being is a fiend one cannot control

And yet I fear for no one cause I am the fiend

A demon crawling all over the reality I've tried to hold together but it will never be the same

I tried to hold myself together but now it is like the vomit no one dared to swallow

Kill your darlings or watch them die

I say farewell to nemesis and for you I just shed a goodbye

I never wrote for no one from cosmic dreams to a total nightmare

You just unblocked the chains that held the real concept

No mercy for you

No hell for you

Just nothing

The emptiness that the void covers from end to start

Fuck everytime I heard that same lie

We are all one from 6 to 6 without skipping 1

No longer I can see the real intentions I just blacked out

And yet I fear for no one cause I am the fiend

A demon crawling all over the reality I've tried to hold together but it will never be the same

I tried to hold myself together but now it is like the vomit no one dared to swallow

Kill your darlings or watch them die

I say farewell to nemesis and for you I just shed a goodbye

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Another world

Futile world

Another day, another scream

Mourning for the dead and pity for the living

Chaos is absolute only when talking about physics

Burnt out love

Morals off, morals non-existent

Reaching out for help

In this putrid piece of land we all die by the law of fear

Succumb to the ground imploring for mercy

All we beg for is a real apocalypse

The worst of us is shown at the end of our lives

Does it mean humanity is about to perish at all?

Sinking in the well of the forgotten

Corpses remain unknown and rotten

Discretion for the ones around?

How about we start a fucking riot?

Want to forget, want to flee

Imagine another world where no one has to achieve

Nothing but own fulfillment and then fall asleep

Imagine another world where everyone can live without the constant fear of the world we all live within

Fucked up world

Another night, another assassination

Hiding for the sake of those who don't know about mislead

What if revenge is not just another temptation?

Boiling hatred

Beast mode goes on and animals come to party

Leading the herd towards the enemy

Cattle be cattle and preys never get it easy

But the top leaders are the ones to be beheaded

All I beg for is the great one to come

Might be Kali, Satan or another lovely god

Don't really care at all

But fix this mess up

Sinking in the well of the forgotten

Corpses remain unknown and rotten

Discretion for the ones around?

How about we start a fucking riot?

Want to forget, want to flee

Imagine another world where no one has to achieve

Nothing but own fulfillment and then fall asleep

Imagine another world where everyone can live without the constant fear of the world we all live within

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Not dead yet

Comets falling

Piercing fragments of light

Annihilation rising

Devastation in the mind

Faces from the past showing up all at once

Bad omen or the consequences of my own acts?

Fed up of all deceit that is rotting the dream

I know now I'm above of it all

I'm not dead yet

I'll keep fighting and pump my fists in the air

I'm not done yet

You'll be witness of an orquestated mess

Crumble around everything you know

I'm here alone facing all this world

And there's nothing that can stop me from eating it alive

For I'm not dead yet

Black holes fading

Unable to fill the void in me

Past is waving

Say goodbye to dull memories

Colonize the new environment and even further

What the fuck is wrong with a little disorder?

Energized particles embracing me

Forget about everything, this is game over

I'm not dead yet

I'll keep fighting and pump my fists in the air

I'm not done yet

You'll be witness of an orquestated mess

Crumble around everything you know

I'm here alone facing all this world

And there's nothing that can stop me from eating it alive

For I'm not dead yet

I'm not dead yet

I'll keep worshiping this chaos in me

It's not over yet

As entropy dilutes my soul through time

I won't let this rule my path

For there will be chaos before peace.

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The end justifies the means?

Today

A little bit lonelier

Post-traumatic disorder

What if my arms are folding?

I no longer feel like a soldier

Again

Another crazy thought

Was it the rain or just a song?

All I hear is noise

I cannot longer hear among this fuss

A voice echoes in my mind

I look up to the sky and all I see is clouds

Was it worth it? , I whisper to myself, and I wander why

But I'm at peace now, I can't deny

So let's assess the damage done and justify

The means are not relevant as long as I reach the stars

But where are they now?

I dare

Anyone to look up and search the goal

Years of practice to end up this low

Four walls staring down this tomb

Of memories sometimes I get drunk

In the end

What could I've done to avoid this fate?

It was all written years ago, anyway

So what if I stand up now and push everything

I dare the world to bring me down again

A voice echoes in my mind

I look up to the sky and all I see is clouds

Was it worth it? , I whisper to myself, and I wander why

But I'm at peace now, I can't deny

So let's assess the damage done and justify

The means are not relevant as long as I reach the stars

But where are you now?

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Made out of paper

If you're made of steel

I... am made out of paper

Bendable as it feels

But surely flexible and shaped

The years leave a stain

And their mark as the weather

I'm out of words but riddles can dwell me

Blank spaces are a gift

The toll has its taking

I'm this cumulus of phrases and letters

Everyone can read me but who can actually get it?

And therefore

Who is the world to describe

The vast lines that mark these paragraphs?

Spill it or burn it, it won't matter

A new page is always waiting for the sun at its brightest

Demons may scream and forces will shout

You'll find that my will is stronger when it's trapped

Hand me another beer and light my cigar

Today I rise as a new found man

And what if you're more valuable than gold?

Paper's made out of trees, try to take metal into your lungs

I can be whatever I want to be, and my hands are the creator

Don't read to what I write, listen to my endeavor

Leave a stain, rip my corners

It all takes shape when fire is at its brightest

Compare it to a supernova or a firefly

Don't compare me to anything, I'm my own lighthouse

Write away your memories on me

I swear I can take it

But don't you try to rip anything, you may cut yourself with my sharpening

And therefore

Who is the world to ask me about its god?

What is best for us, but to embrace versatility?

Diamonds can shine but paper is not about vanity

Demons may scream and forces will shout

You'll find that my will is stronger when it's trapped

Hand me another beer and light my cigar

Today I rise as a new found man