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Let it Burn
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Literature Text
Nine years, nine months
Time is a missile
They've come, they've gone
You remain here now
Pure, brotherly
Intentions simple
Yet so complex
In some 'big picture?'
More like some Hell
Elusive ideals,
Morals, values.
Prosperity burns
Fake war, real pain
Suffering suffer
The rest go on
Who can give two fucks?
Technology
Kills what beckons us
Pretty colors!
No internal needs
The beat goes on
The pulse pounds higher
You're forgotten
Ignorance is bliss
Yet through the flames
A sight for glazed eyes
Your smile, your laugh
No cares in the world
You haunt my dreams
The fire cracks louder
How missed you are
And she'd love you, too
But it's not right
You can't see this pyre
So let it burn
Please, just let it burn
Time is a missile
They've come, they've gone
You remain here now
Pure, brotherly
Intentions simple
Yet so complex
In some 'big picture?'
More like some Hell
Elusive ideals,
Morals, values.
Prosperity burns
Fake war, real pain
Suffering suffer
The rest go on
Who can give two fucks?
Technology
Kills what beckons us
Pretty colors!
No internal needs
The beat goes on
The pulse pounds higher
You're forgotten
Ignorance is bliss
Yet through the flames
A sight for glazed eyes
Your smile, your laugh
No cares in the world
You haunt my dreams
The fire cracks louder
How missed you are
And she'd love you, too
But it's not right
You can't see this pyre
So let it burn
Please, just let it burn
.
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Time is a missle, son. I like that.