Tears without emotion are filling up the unbridled hours
Sicut erat in principio
Et nunc et semper et insaecula
Saeculorum
We cannot be
What you expect from us
We cannot see through the glasses of dispair
Evade the leaden legacy
Those who separate and joing the opposite
Do not see that will get them nowhere
Can't you understand it is a similar manipulation
Wake and see the light
Doomed to wander in repressed emotions
This imaginary refuge restrains me from awakening
Fear of pertance
Doomed to sycophancy
Doomed to syconphancy...
Mark Jansen
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