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The times change fast
Night, light escapes at last
The days grow older
My nights get colder
Life is nevermore
Even the rocks have a sore
From the destruction of our soul
Our world is black as coal
Save us from our selves
Memories imprinted on shelves
But every memory fades away
As the world begins to sway
The swaying finally starts
In sync with our hearts
Our tears pierce the earth
All souls lose their worth
Every soul is corrupted
The path for our souls are disrupted
The direction our souls take has changed
Minds become deranged
No difference between human and animal
Sounds of truth becomes dismal
Lies become stronger
Then, no sound any longer
All has become dead
A world with no more blood shed
Has the world become pure?
Has our corruption become the cure?
- Title: Metaphor
- Artist: samoht05
- Description: this is kind of a metaphor for the corruption of the world now.
- Date: 12/31/2008
- Tags: metaphor destruction death pure
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