Breaking cracks of disfigured hearts
Disturbs the night of calm
Revives the day of treachery and harm
Silence. Silence.
Silence it all.
The world of peace begins to fall.
Call. Call.
Why can't it stop?
Why drive me up to a cornered wall.
Ghouls of ages light up taper
They cackle as we burn in flaming candles.
Wherefore such folly, wherefore such insanity
To be governed by things
And call them king.
Why the doubt, why the anxiety
The play on them
And you're maneuvered like a tram.
The shackles of It, bound me deep
I'll never be free, from me It will drip
Break it and not suffer, like you.
Strengthen and rebel, what do I do.
Demonstrate how, for I'm a fool
Or I'll struggle with them, to It I'll stay true.
The shackles of It, bound me deep
I'll never be free, from me It will reap.
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