Walk towards the blinding glare
The smell it drives
Amongst forged spectrum of omens

Like a jury examining purpose
Assessing the fit
To complete the ranks of their boredom

Entertaining the notion of a higher goal
Of a brighter path
Other than this walk in the ruins

The ground propels nauseating motion
The numbing of sores
Beaten one time too many

Peel back the partition
Align yourself for a vision
Know enough now to believe it
Know enough not to seek it

Fucking mockery
All ends in wait
All we hear is reflections in man's hollow ego

All we hear is the pulse
No slumber til the silence
Until we hear what's underneath

Know that there is no holy text to refer to
Know that forgiveness is not a virtue
Know you're just a shell once you drain out all the blood
Know more nothing is to come for those who flee the flood

Know that there is no holy text to refer to
Know that forgiveness is not a virtue
Know you're just a shell once you drain out all the blood
Know more nothing is to come for those who flee the flood

Silence
Silence
Silence
Silence

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