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I applaud the gift of sight
And the power it holds
The swaying movements are as an eternal glimpse
As if the hypnosis could snatch me from this reality
As if these scents could bring me clarity
Bound to the shadow of these monuments
Impenetrable fortress of might
Beginning to shine
Despite of the surrounding corrosion
No essence to add upon
No mass to keep me from floating on
And the pieces left
Are already gone
Falling monuments
Falling skies
Falling reason
Falling I
I am my own monument of ashes
a landscape of what never was
The outside truth of an inside falsehood
Like a crow gougeing its own eyes out*
As if blindness would make my vision painless
As if I couldn't behold this demon with all
As if swallowing my pride was worth it
I applaud the gift of lying
And the power it holds
As if from telling someone's story
You could make it your own
As if basking in reflected glory you could make me forget
that I'm lost, that I'm not
Real
Worthy
Dead
False glory
Keep falling, the monuments flying around
Hypnotised, seeing things, eyes gouge out*
Deathless and relentless
It cracks my back as a whip
With the sound of screaming
I feel its weight unto me
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Leaking Light
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