| Pandemonium
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| Mathematics Of Chaos
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| turbulence is certainty turbulence is friction between you and me
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| suffering and pain crystallised in a brain that recreates the process again
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| draws borders, cites laws monopolies of food and trade start wars
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| every time we try to impose order we create chaos we create chaos — breakdown
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| i have my doubts
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| a state of eternal conflict is all i have found
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| we build a wall that is made of tears watch the house fall down
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| and at the end of my life
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| yes at the end of my life
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| all shall be well all is as it was always meant to be…
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| blessed are the meek it is written they shall inherit the earth
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| watch her dying of cancer after a lifetime of caring for the poor
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| child with her arms blown off screams as she bleeds upon the rocks
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| sickened by my self-flagellation but i don’t know how to stop
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| where is your love, my loving god? |
| — breakdown
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| i have my doubts
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| and the people around
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| we build a wall that is made of tears watch the house fall down
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| and at the end of my life
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| yes at the end of my life
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| all shall be well all is as it was always meant to be…
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| globalism and the u.n. |
| neutralised by ethnic cleansing
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| animal aggression and a mind to perceive this terminal conflict
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| awareness is a curse — the more you open your eyes the more you despise
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| fashioned in the creator’s yolk
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| it must be some sort of practical joke
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| and in the corn, circles of chaos — breakdown |