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by: the IMP
walk your path as you wish to trod it
live your life as you dream imminently
fly in the sky and reach the heavens
run wildly in the canyon of uncertainty
look at the world, it may just be a blur
for snow is a crystal of eternal lethargy
puff the smoke of the lympathic marijuana
don't question God of the immutable evil
curse the earth of its painful lumbago
or kill yourself to end your sorrow
hope not of peace, its not gonna happen
eat the mollusk of slime and grime
you need not feel the slumber of disguise
just wake up in the dusk of masks
fuck brotherhood! its a reality check!
dork! lout! fool! you piece of shit!
sing a song to express your condolences
the society is a traffic of lilting lies
sleep now my friend, the dawn has come
and dream of utopia, if ever its true
search for the haven of love, peace and joy
hypnotize me of the ideals of a 7th heaven
what if we are just a flock of ghosts?
infinitely dancing in the stir of echoes
live in the proposals of imagination
die in the garnet of bleeding wounds
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