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How did it ever came to this?

Covering sand right in my eyes.

Blissful sleep fills me whole,

every moment barely conscious is a nightmare.

Like a Hamelin's flute,

singing enchanted whispers of deception.

Can i wake to the truth?

Before dawn of perdition grabs me whole.

Inside the majestic walls,

filled with decrepit people.

A dazzling plan is forged

Obscured to the common sheeple.

In disguise created,

in disguise maintained.

Manufactured reality,

millenniums of Bleeding.

As Rumours spread on unconscious lands,

dividing people as far as eyes can see.

The binding continues to take a hold,

of every little piece of you.

Now with grins of victory on their face,

arguing a plot to control,

the currency that makes your heart,

pump your veins,

your own being,

hold.

sangue,

vitae,

vita.

Obsessio,

in perpetuum,

carcere.

A vulture spreading its wings,

swallowing.

A spiders web carefully orchestrated,

confining.

A swine dialectic unfolding at greater pace.

Rejoicing for those who laugh in your face.

The mere sight brought disgust,

the pen on the paper echoing pain,

to be catalysed through out...

The world.

sangue,

vitae,

vita.

Obsessio,

in perpetuum,

carcere.

A vulture spreading its wings,

swallowing.

A spiders web carefully orchestrated,

confining.

The swine dialectic shall be

incinerated with blazing fire.

For this hogs a gasping pit awaits,

what i witnessed cannot come to be.

There shan't be no

Deliverance!

There shan't be no Deliverance!

there shan't be no Deliverance!

there shan't be no Deliverance!

there shan't be no Deliverance!