Building The EvilsPain seeps though the facade of a smileStaring in the eyes of whispering voicesTears of the forgotten evaporated in liesThe truth in reason does but cryMerry are the makers of richesSpoiled to rotten core and plastic fleshCall out you invisible peoplesYou with the cold faces and hollow eyesThe heart is but a pump for bloodAnd your brains are salted heavilySmog rolls in and we crawl at ground levelThe towers of the rich reach higherAnd we falter on this desolate shoreKnowing that heroes exist no more
Mystic TearsTime is abhorrent to realityMixed up in some chaotic fatalityFar to brazen to satisfyCaught in thoughts they mystifyLoss of youth striken pagesSmote by twilight magesWorldly bound in chains and tiesHearing the small children's criesNow hopeless they wanderTheir lives left to the gods to ponderFate smiles in a twisted wayLong forgotten by this day
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