I tried all I could, it's still a dream to me
Sulfurous toxic ocean makes me weep
Devil's ranting words of insanity
They are speaking to me
No significance of any emotion
Shouting in a whisper holding commotion
Hungry lions sitting atop of the corpses
They are speaking to me
These dreams are made of plasticine
With every drop of breath
I witness the art of my fantasy
The conscience that I left
I tried every time, but it's still the same to me
Danger of paradise lurks in the hell beneath
The people that follow me down are in my dreams
They are speaking to me
These dreams are made of plasticine
With every drop of breath
I witness the art of my fantasy
The conscience that I left
These feelings are made of energy
With every speck of air
I witness the art of reality
The conscience that it bares
The conscience that it bares
And so artificial
The dust of a fallen angel
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I tried all I could, it's still a dream to me
Sulfurous toxic ocean makes me weep
Devil's ranting words of insanity
They are speaking to me
No significance of any emotion
Shouting in a whisper holding commotion
Hungry lions sitting atop of the corpses
They are speaking to me
These dreams are made of plasticine
With every drop of breath
I witness the art of my fantasy
The conscience that I left
I tried every time, but it's still the same to me
Danger of paradise lurks in the hell beneath
The people that follow me down are in my dreams
They are speaking to me
These dreams are made of plasticine
With every drop of breath
I witness the art of my fantasy
The conscience that I left
These feelings are made of energy
With every speck of air
I witness the art of reality
The conscience that it bares
The conscience that it bares
And so artificial
The dust of a fallen angel
Sulfurous toxic ocean makes me weep
Devil's ranting words of insanity
They are speaking to me
No significance of any emotion
Shouting in a whisper holding commotion
Hungry lions sitting atop of the corpses
They are speaking to me
These dreams are made of plasticine
With every drop of breath
I witness the art of my fantasy
The conscience that I left
I tried every time, but it's still the same to me
Danger of paradise lurks in the hell beneath
The people that follow me down are in my dreams
They are speaking to me
These dreams are made of plasticine
With every drop of breath
I witness the art of my fantasy
The conscience that I left
These feelings are made of energy
With every speck of air
I witness the art of reality
The conscience that it bares
The conscience that it bares
And so artificial
The dust of a fallen angel
Writer: Joseph Krebaum
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