Rebellion

Two alone in a sack of skin
 playing the role of slave master of war
 that is my lot
 Separated but still united
 Bound to emptiness, bound to flesh
 that is my hell
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 Penitent rebel
 riding the ether or grovelling in the mud
 I know how little is the value
 of that which has a price
 Rebellion!
 Instinct is not the path of man
 Rebellion!
 Renunciation is not the divine way
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 Two alone in a sack of skin
 playing the role of slave master of war
 that is my lot
 Separated but still united
 Bound to emptiness, bound to flesh
 Captured and tortured
 I don't want this, I want to leave
 How can one go when on has already arrived?
 Flight is an illusion
 and even triumph is bitter
 when only the battle is counted
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 I know how little is the value
 of that which has a price
 Rebellion!
 Instinct is not the path of man
 Rebellion!
 Renunciation is not the divine way
 Rebellion!