Stuffed against a wall of thorns
Sliced and cut in a methodical rhythm
Pressed hard with a soul so torn
And broken apart by the schism
Meaningless mutterings from the heart
Failure is a default for you
Running until you fall all apart
Fleeing from what you know is true
And the emptiness is a welcome feeling
The hollow icy tones
Just waiting for relief from this peeling
Terror but echos no groans
A silent moment for those who are lost
A remembrance of the past
Fallen friends and enemies in the frost
Forgotten time that was never the last
So go on being ignorant and foolish
You don't know you only judge
You'd rather be plain ignorant and foolish
With your hypocritical hearts of sludge
Call me what you will when you don't know the facts
Make all the claims your lying hearts can muster
Just remember in time about what exactly that's
Happening in this twisted cluster
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