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Listen. Here it comes. The beat. Its rising. and rising. Over. and over. and over again.
The rhythems are churning. and burning. and yearning. For more. leave the site of destruction. Go on a journey of deduction. Make it closer. Unfortunate truths. unfortunatly you lied to make a fact. But all you achieved was to make a lie. To tell millions of people. To tell them a great truth that was a lie. A rotten apple in the barrel. Another nail in your coffin. Dont forget. Superficiality. Its superficial. Dont look inside yourself for the truth. New age theories. You said it yourself. Were lost. Were broken. Were evil. How can we find good in ourselves? ha ha ha haha ha Haaaa.
Your books. Handy paper weights at best. The light died only a few thousand years ago. Dont cry. It rose. It lives. He lives. But you call it a myth. because its an unfortunate truth that you cant bear. To be told you cant make it to heaven. Except through him.
Melt away. Senses fail. The piano rolls. Tune and detune. Point and counterpoint. Run in circles. But see if I care. You wont be dissappointed. I do care. I just dont give a damn at the moment. Be afraid. Your going to your grave. The final nail has been plunged. the wood is solid. More solid than you. Less solid than worms. I bid you adue.