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 Grandeur Of Melancholy


Gaea supremacists
negligence of force.
Spent to life of killing wager of souls.

They think backwards for what they do.
Sheep lie to you.
What about themselves.
 So what do think
they'll do for you?
They want to lead so true...
into the where you feel lack.
They will nevercry cause they always got your back.
Better to be behind then besides for to cry isn't
something that is considered brave.

Arms into the bask- armory back
nothing can trouble your weary soul.
Love power, love love, love hate,
it'll be your last drug, last resort.
Calling in whoever you warp.
Galaxy all aline, for one little insignificant line.
You design, goes and all goes bye bye.

Haunted by images, that don't occupy the living space.
The surroundings can catch you with a form of grace.

I can only forewarn.
Na, na, na goes blah, blah, blah.

Let alone.
How fragile existence.
You never cry.
For what you claim is paradise.

You never cry, you
sell what I feel without
any feelings.

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