Tuesday, July 12, 2005

You are found out

Throw caution to the winds
hold on to your staff
The ground beneath our feet
Are breaking up fast

The dreams you have fathomed
They'll start to fade soon
Reality will strip you naked
Bring you closer to your doom

Now the world would see your scars
Hide your living carcass in the shade
Be wary of her judgement
The gods don't surpress thair rage

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