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| Warchild’s Play Look up into the sky today There’s something missing That cold, dark cloud not seen on the way Has now arisen Who could have thought That it’d come to this? A spit and a stare In the eye of abyss Look up into the sky today There’s something missing And these stone age, airbrushed sages Try to charm you with their smiles They tell you all they claim to know, Keep the merchants satisfied But now I look out on a different day See three thousand faces all vanished without a trace See their memories lining the bus stop displays As a fire burns a field out in PA The road not taken to anywhere Where does it lead to? Inflicted so many wounds today I didn’t mean to Oh, look at us now It’s only begun Another day down Some more damage done Take a good look inside today There’s something missing But to raise your head from the sidewalk Is the hardest thing to do You find that Oedipal eyesight Is still staring back at you But now I look out, See my backyard is strange And still I am told, Pretend nothing has changed So where do I go With this burden bestowed That I’ll carry away to my grave Since now that I know When a feeling is low Doesn’t mean it should be washed away But how do I know Does the evidence show If I’m a murderous beast or just a faceless prey? For I can’t turn my back on sacrifices made And I will crawl even if it takes up all my strength For all our days are just a stone’s throw away I am right in my outrage |
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