Split in two, I feel myself corroding
No one knew the lies I had been holding
A taboo restriction on the intersection
No need to choose a side-you're already in line
Awoken by an unfortold beauty
Disguised by an imposed symmetry
Veiled in the formal divine I was denied
If I embrace the other side
Will I become an Angel?
Preconceived foul sickness
Born of the conformed
Foreshadows Vile bleakness
Slaughtering the deformed
Awoken by an unfortold beauty
Disguised by an imposed symmetry
Veiled in the formal divine I was denied
If I embrace the other side
Will I become an Angel?
They'll try to conform you
****, and take us too
This stigma in the mind
Hate-is my demise
No words that can describe
One hundred years of lies
All beauty is demise
They can't hear our cries
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Split in two, I feel myself corroding
No one knew the lies I had been holding
A taboo restriction on the intersection
No need to choose a side-you're already in line
Awoken by an unfortold beauty
Disguised by an imposed symmetry
Veiled in the formal divine I was denied
If I embrace the other side
Will I become an Angel?
Preconceived foul sickness
Born of the conformed
Foreshadows Vile bleakness
Slaughtering the deformed
Awoken by an unfortold beauty
Disguised by an imposed symmetry
Veiled in the formal divine I was denied
If I embrace the other side
Will I become an Angel?
They'll try to conform you
****, and take us too
This stigma in the mind
Hate-is my demise
No words that can describe
One hundred years of lies
All beauty is demise
They can't hear our cries
No one knew the lies I had been holding
A taboo restriction on the intersection
No need to choose a side-you're already in line
Awoken by an unfortold beauty
Disguised by an imposed symmetry
Veiled in the formal divine I was denied
If I embrace the other side
Will I become an Angel?
Preconceived foul sickness
Born of the conformed
Foreshadows Vile bleakness
Slaughtering the deformed
Awoken by an unfortold beauty
Disguised by an imposed symmetry
Veiled in the formal divine I was denied
If I embrace the other side
Will I become an Angel?
They'll try to conform you
****, and take us too
This stigma in the mind
Hate-is my demise
No words that can describe
One hundred years of lies
All beauty is demise
They can't hear our cries
Writer: Ryan Loftus
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