The soul is simply empty when I refuse to write
The refuge of the mind is still a sinners plight
The sincere delight I take in my own anguish
Translates these thoughts into a carnal language
Unlike your ears, you can not gauge this
The flesh is a profound cage of vice & strangeness
This song is ageless and left on repeat
Because we believe what our eyes say
“We are just meat”
But if you let your soul speak
you will find another way
There is nothing new under the sun
this is just another day
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