Thursday, July 01, 2004

Pretenders

In the beginning
there were stars
and suns around us
as the scale advanced
and the story got longer
tragedy and lyricism
demanded death
A fight at the eating place
a dollar stuck on the wall
mobile phones burning
and white boxes talking

Pretenders, pretenders
why have you come?
This is my land
This is my home
Do what you want outside my walls
but never do come inside or close
my darkness will subside you
and what you're trying to steal
is not mine to steal from

Curses, corpses, blood
chaos, images in silence
a river filled with floating
dead beasts, and fish
this shall be your future
if you try...

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