Glare

Slackly watching the glare of the bucolic hills
 Stumbling in mirrors without blindfolds aside
 Jubilating the chants of a broken past
 When the fear steps in, blind man can see
 If we all fear, we'll be forever blind
 The reflex of a strained face
 Not a single broken mirror screen
 
 Sense of tomorrow
 Black puddle of mudd
 Unfolds the path
 Unstoppable carnage of unfaithful dreams
 In this somber world, one can never behold us
 An obscure meeting, a screen that is so dirt
 Infant dreams reveal the glare
 360 degrees of light
 Don't be fooled by the mask we create
 
 For this is all a lie
 Blending affections
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 Departed souls wonder a showcase of pride
 Burning desire of blindness
 Just watching it passing by
 Wasting time
 Living the most obsolate life
 And searching for ways to escape
 Fall into deepest coma
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 This putrid sphere deserves no lightness
 Once so brave with its flaunting walls
 Fashion of reflections
 
 Vanity of a gloomy life
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 A brighter world, a gentle gaze
 A field of withered grass
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 Visible glittering at the sunlight
 The sweet glances can show a shred of our code
 A voyage of fractured thrills
 Dripping down from the waterfall
 The glow from the gems outshines the moonlight
 The reflex of a pale face
 Not a single broken display
 Sense of the future
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 May your ripped out chest rot in the sky
 From the waters that I'm damned to cross
 The glimpse of darkness
 Memories of a forgotten world
 I know no other way
 Sickened of prowl on a celestial stone
 Through frosted avenue
 We walk alone
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 A massive vortex
 To unfold the truthful breach