I am a chorus of the voices That gather up the magnets Set before me
I attract you and repel you A science of the heart And blood and meaning
The coldness of most beauties Is a challenge that our youth Must quickly conquer
There is no time for guilt Or second guessing, second guessing Based on feeling
I am the truth, the beauty That causes you to cross Your sacred boundaries
I have no morals Some think me cheap And someone who despises The normalcy of heartbreak The purity of love
But i worship the young And just formed angel
Who sits upon the pin of lust Everything else… Bores me
I want to see your suicide I want to see you give it up Your life of reason
I want you on the floor And in a coffin your soul shaking
I want to have you doubting Every meaning you’ve amassed Like a fortune
Oh throw it away For worship someone Who actively despises you
For worship someone Who actively despises you
I am the root I am the progress I’m the aggressor I am the tablet These ten stories
Worship, worship Pain and evil have that place sitting here beside me I offer them you, a servant of the gold that you must give Pain and evil have that place sitting here beside me I offer them you, a servant of the gold that you must give of me
I want to see your suicide I want to see you give it up Your life of reason
I want to see you on the floor And in a coffin your soul shaking
I want to have you doubting Every meaning you’ve amassed Like a fortune
Oh throw it away For worship someone Who actively despises you
For worship someone Who actively despises you
I am the view I am the table I am the view I am the table I am all this I am the root The progress The aggressor I am the table I am ten ten stories I am the table
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