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this from the no more
faith in a slow withering
every time when it seems,,
falling down as they fade,,,
growing as the fears before,,,
all that remains of the unseen,,
these voices in my head
all they do is calling,,
all the voices in my mind
as they quietly call my name,,,
telling me all those lies,,,
those lies of being there is a God,,,
if there is a God, tell me of my being,
tell me if I will ever see the end,,
these ending of my torments,,,
this from the no more,,,
all withering away slower
in the fires as the ashes fall,,
those lies being in the faith,,
those lies being of the healing,,,
those lies being of the being,,,,
as they fall with the children of the sea,,
where they speak their prayers, roaming free,,,
giving from the madness as it is rising,,
this torment where I dwell
where is these hours, reaping away
to the God of the silence -- one question
one answer that he would never give,,,,
giving the words of the preachers,, as they say,,
as in their fires they remain, soul they sell,,,
as among the fires they remain -- buried in shit,,
given to death -- walking with insanity,,
where the fires of all as it remains
in the premature burials where they sleep,,
where none of the congregations would weep,,
as comes the end of the curtain calls,,,
as the sermon ends with the death of a jester,,,
among foolish lies as told by the preacher,,,
giving the reason why one needs some healing,,,
ticking down in demise -- of no more,,
where it comes of the faith before,,
now it comes among the faith no more,,,
even the gathering of the death, the sick are blessed,,,
salvation where it never comes from the empty skies,,
can you tell me of this fate of the now,,,
what would ever fucking become of me,,,,
looking for the reasons that I had died before I lived,,,
deeper inside this of the youth of the raped,,,
that would come as it all ends -- after my eyes
after this life -- deeper in the withered mind, eating away,,
after this demise as the soul inside is pissed into dismay,,,
as it comes among the eyes forever would see,,,
as it comes in the fires of the dead as may would be,,, |
Excellent, made me think and consider - RD
I do not believe in (God), I just accept The fact that He does Exist,i.e. he placed you on a path, follow It to the end, For if you stray you become as lost sheep___ The world is full of them, i.e. Evil Beings....
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