Stare at the sun and scorch your two eyes
Feel the corners dry up as they're cauterized
The sensation is like drinking acid with alkaline
Bleaching your corneas into a beautiful oblivion
Relentlessly hallowing, destroying all skin melanin
Blink, as this synergy dissolves the retinas white
Because in your mind crawl armies of parasites
Pulverizing you, fed by an exercised poltergeist
And you were their gopher, their torture type
Pain heals but first your pupils turn to wine
This is just a fact: what's beautiful is blind
Now you can't see and the sun is still out
Tell me, how will you judge others now ?
Will you play fair, and love your neighbor ?
Be charitable and remember the stranger ?
Good because before you live you must die
Reborn in a sense, with the mind of the blind
Soon nobody will see and all will be scrutinized
Discern not by sight, because by the facts of life:
You don't know a thing until you're sacrificed alive
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What is public must be legit, fit for average consumption, don't forget. What is private is handled by pirates, prying loose profits from prosthetics. To tell the difference between: first remain unseen with a steady breath and hope, then listen to the cracks in the wall with a stethoscope.
Last edited by Coup; 07-13-2013 at 03:20 AM.
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