Depart this wasted day,
creeping and crawling on these two legs,
flesh and bone where my mind lay,
this master at it's throne, it begs,
for visions sight my senses feel,
it's my own dreams that spin this wheel,
on and over burnt these feelings settle,
lay my heart on but one wilted petal,
away this haze that feels me out
karma's paid and stays without
frayed this maze won't let me out
crazed in space I forged fear and doubt
as this exit made in vain and strain and pain
as this terra rolls and rides in perfect manner
as this road fades it loses gravel once again
as this broken public hangs it's black banner
lie as truth and truth in lies they say
let us depart this wasted day
This makes me think of a prayer almost, just the way it is written and it's rhythm
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