I think most people are in love with the idea of me rather than the feeling to be completely free of what it means to be diseased from distant dreams you haven't seen yet always believed.
Maybe people like you and I have endured enough pain and now it's time to actually start living life before the illusions of time surpass the days before we die.
Even if you're a million miles away the pain remains the same.
But don't be led astray for we will see that better days shall soon be on their way to stay.
Because love will never hate nor take, but rather fade within your brain until your heart bleeds what it means to be free with peace so lost at sea where waves are only tears from the darkest memories of the enemies who drained you from your energy.
But thankfully you've come to see the script of all the tragedy, so act how you're supposed to be, and live your life so when you dream, than maybe we can finally sleep, and leave behind your misery, and leave me in good company and live out all our destinies, cause you're still strong when you feel weak.
In a world with so much rage, ignited hate to fuel our rage.
Just like a bird trapped in a cage with burdens from his past mistakes.
Anxiety of the enslaved shall wash away inside the waves before we reach our hollow graves.
Our price will never be paid.
I've longed for the storm since I was born.
Always torn from the wreckage, and scorned by life lessons.
- Rich Gordon
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