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In the end the darkness swallows everything. Space vanishes,
time is no longer a memory. All is lost in the numb and silent depths. Alone on our tiny ball of mud we stand shouting at a deaf sky. Where will we be when the lights go out? There is no answer and so we busy ourselves with the task of ignoring our mortality. But Between our frantic labors there are chinks of silence, moments when we hear the small and frightened voice that whispers in the long night.
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With Great Power...
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You left your baby boy to wander this world alone with no idea of his past or a future to look too. Well how many times do you think he was left to wonder his purpose?
You've made your bed, now burn in it
I wish you nothing but a life of misery
I hope you spend your nights tossing and turning over it
You've made your bed, now burn in it
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I've channeled every handful of senselessness into a bottomless pit & I'm still watching it overflow. Every shipwreck, each and every ache. I'm still watching it overflow. It borders a frame with snapped supports, the ageing rust spills out. My hollow ghost alive in the breeze, dust as I breathe. I'm told this is just a wave that needs riding out. The humming of this machine is fading now. A round of applause for the optimists in us; let the bellowing of our joined hands lead them home. Lead them home, lead them home, keep me whole, lead me home.
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