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~~Goodbye~~
I know about surroundings and somethig of the cost
(something to get lost)
I know I’m going forewards, cause I can see where I have been
(are you coming in?)
Is it wrong, to give up a piece of me?
Is it wrong, to live up to being me?
We’re not here to change the world, too demanding of our fears
(so take me far away from here)
and all I need to know is that you’re here
and there’s no sence in waiting for anyone to save us
and there’s no sence in crying over what we’ve see today
and I will never free you
and I will never see you again
Is it wrong to let everything go?
Is it wrong to let everybody know?
Goodbye!
~~d~~
I play the devil’s advocate on the mortal coils of this thread
Another ugly d-word’s running through my vacant head
A sick and dying message but we still try to recieve
You try not to let it bother you as you pretend to believe
Everything will be alright
A bad joke in an ally tell you where you’ll be in ten year’s time
there’s no space above your rooftop while a pleasand sickness veils your eyes
And even though I know what’s gone away
I still believe each word you say
There he is, try to rest my friend
We’ll live to someday try again
this is not over
~~Chrysalis~~
Wait, for the second time around,
wait for a chance to open her up
Look, all around inside,
before you move you re-arrange her
If only I could say a word
If only she could run away
if only I could stand, somehow stand to face the new word
Time, maybe another time,
it’s too late to ever bring her back
Feel, as free as time allows you,
I hope sometime you remember where you came from
If only she could just decide
If only roads would open wide
If only I could stand, somehow stand to face the new world
~~A Thousand Stories~~
She finally open’s her eyes
Get’s dressed and takes a look around
She writes a letter to the man, she met last night
it’s time to leave, returning to life
It’s all I knew the night before,
and now it’s done,
but what would it change to wonder why
But this can be as good as the real thing
A thousand stories every dawn
a thousand ways it could have been, or maybe next time
cause people change, cause we’ve all tried
It’s all I knew the night before,
and now it’s gone,
but what would it change to wonder
how it is that people seem to
stay away from anything
that could unshine
that could outshine their light
Once again she drives away
Pink Floyd’s on the radio
she lights her morning cigarrette, drinks her coffee
brings herself, back to her life
~~Therapy for Karma~~
The creature is growing, showing signs of waking up
I live on the outside, a horrid apparition
you send me your intentions
you leave me feeling cold
and part of me is never home
Behavior for nothing, showing signs of no regret
Therapy for Karma, knowing is the nature...
Of all our good intentions
and every right we wrong
and part of me will make it all alone
And with it comes the knowledge
to which the end of time
it’s the nature of the self to never try
The creature is empty, the creature is frightened of itself
~~Autumn’s Fallen~~
we are, the stars are who we are
and we see, just who we’re supposed to be
you cannot find the seam, so dream
we can run, let’s run away from here
we save face, there’s nothing left to fear
we will not run away, from here
the story of the fallen
let’s throw the past away
let’s save her from her fate
and cry a million lies
and we’ll see, how many times we’ve tried
you canot find the seam, so dream
I lied, let’s throw the past away
I tried, let’s save her from her face
I lied, let’s throw the past away
I tried, let's save her from her face
@2002 modus operandi manifesto
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