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A World Covered In Ash

Start with a question

Can you even see

Or are you just an echo now?

Lost to repression

Inside depression

Can we be set free

 

Counting down the days

Getting harder to attempt to be

Something you just ain’t supposed to be
 

Why do we crucify

Ego to this internal state

Succumbing ourselves to decay

Giving fake salvation only to others

As they laugh at our ruin

 

Look deep into the mind

You would only see wastelands

Walk the corridors of desolation

I am not your savior

Only a false prophet in disguise

The only savior

Is within

 

What’s in store for thee

Have you been led down this path of deception

The only route, you were going to go

So why wasn’t their a change?

In this momentary state

The choices become aware

The patterns begin to unravel

And the avenue of desire becomes real

You may not like it

It may scar your eyes

But the truth is always the divine

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