Cremation of These slaughtered dreams Insignificant thoughts That dies on the way And the hopes Being butchered at birth Rituals performed In the silence of the mind And the silent screams That will have no sound Into the emptiness To confirm this isolation To kill this loneliness I am thinking aloud Believing in lies Being told in uncertainty A way to ventilate These dying emotions Giving yourself Into a dark communion Into the empty space And solitude surrounds Inside these walls Set your demons free You are free to exist You are free to wish You are free to believe You are free in a Dead night of dead dreams |
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