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Black Vision clouded Mouth covered Ears bleeding The words pour from their lips And the tears from their eyes Though lies may echo through the air Their hearts beats And their veins blood Speak the truth As their words fall Upon the death ears Of people hiding away Too afraid to see the truth And hear about the reality of life Instead convincing them to change their words To speak of something else Something untrue But something better They persuade you to lie Because it is easier And less terrifying for them Then the truth that hides In the things that you know It is their way To maintain a control That never really existed Their lies pull and push you In the right and wrong direction Their tongues of silver whisper in your ear And turn your world upside down Until finally you have forgotten What the truth even is | ||||||||||||||
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