| Metaepitome The game behind, the wise man said, is played.
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| Behind the curtain veil his eyes can’t see
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| What his mind won’t recievehis time is out The rain must fall to put out the
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| firelike any dying man would agree forgiveness is a mighty power,.
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| it finally occured to me how dark. |
| IT can be in the shadows.
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| The war.
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| Cries are deafening darkness.
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| Death.
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| Lies and deceit.
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| Oh heavens rain on me. |
| And he remembers: 1. A time before he was2.
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| A part he had3. |
| A scheme
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| But time it fades his memory -→ it changes.
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| When tomorrow comes. |
| The rain must fall
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| To put out the fire, like. |
| «Any dying man would agree forgiveness is a mighty
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| power!"-it finally occured to me. How dark? It can be in the shadows!
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| The war cries are deafening, darkness, death, lies, and deciet.
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| Oh heavens rain on me. |
| Lately he has been seen in his garden
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| Plucking the flowers
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| Desperately wasting his time with: -„How could I go back to yesteryear?
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| „-"Now look. Please understand. it’s not like actual time were talking here.
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| It’s just that. |
| you know. |
| those things you leave behind…
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| Have a tendency to sneak up on you
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| Mind you its not all bad, like, some of it is, well, positiveand that’s what
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| I’m going on about!“ The world in his hands is twisted
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| To emphasize this twist of fate A projection of what he sees no longersufficed
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| to hima remedy, a fix to feed your head. |
| Like the doormouse said:-“
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| Tomorrow rain must fall» He looks around with a passive frown
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| At the rusted stains of his holy crown
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| The distance is a million miles
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| His sight is weak, and he cannot see The greener fields and swaying trees
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| Or the tranquil meadows in between
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| He is coming to his senses now
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| The awakening is so surreal to me A co-existence of all things real and
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| All things unreal lying in between
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| So brace yourself the time has come
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| To climb the wall down, down, down.
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| Yeah to climb the wall
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| To see it falling down
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| To look in to the future
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| Yeah to climb the wall
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| To see it falling down
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| To look in to the future In the silence of the heart where no prying eye can
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| seewait. |
| there’s something down there? |
| and if there is, it is not of me,
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| and thus cannot claim dominionbut it does, over me There’s movement in the
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| darkears ringing of fearthe bells sound a warning of news that came too latethe
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| ground begins to shudderas the enemy awakes I am lust and fear and hate
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| I bring lies, unjustice and deaththe age of war is at hand so pick your side!
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| run to the hills if you will, but know that you cant hide an enemy insidenot
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| on your ownwith me by your side you might have a chancecome along for the
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| ride-I promise a good one. |
| so (I) began the fallso (I) began the falling downno
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| looking to the future The way it turned out is never quite what it seemed to be
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| a way out to war ride on a storm god knows the poor need. |
| a new morning |