LostProphecy
Bluelighter
Holy fuckin shit.
Screen shows static
Rivers cried
from eye to eye
See the depth
ride not the wagon
take your toll
on "Real World" lies.
Media clogs life.
Creeks will flow
inside my mind, of minds.
Torpid, vapid
waste of time;
Intentions burn
and Time's truth dies.
"Oh, why
have you forsaken me?"
Originality, thus, pleas.
See the altar,
break your chains.
Live beyond
this world's decrees.
So, say it, real.
Advise your heart,
to taste expression's native guise.
Live through art
Pop Culture, BURN!
Pick scab.
See what, under, lies.
Screen shows static
Rivers cried
from eye to eye
See the depth
ride not the wagon
take your toll
on "Real World" lies.
Media clogs life.
Creeks will flow
inside my mind, of minds.
Torpid, vapid
waste of time;
Intentions burn
and Time's truth dies.
"Oh, why
have you forsaken me?"
Originality, thus, pleas.
See the altar,
break your chains.
Live beyond
this world's decrees.
So, say it, real.
Advise your heart,
to taste expression's native guise.
Live through art
Pop Culture, BURN!
Pick scab.
See what, under, lies.
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