baby, you got that Titanic feel.

einstein jizzed inside yer head.

it began up there, then up and down

throughout your body it spread

its not just you, the generations

have turned their gaze on down

rejecting the dawn of the mourning sky, the thorns upon the crown.

a wasteland now - what used to be

yet smiles everywhere.

a plateau of idolatry -

I guess that's how they fair.

As for me I'm glad to be

away from all the games.

they steal the soul, haunt the dreams, and dine upon the brains.

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