The arsenal of power and the design of intellect.
Two phases which boldly intersect.
Lost you'll be in the world of chaos.
Ever staring at why the world hates you.
Rise of satisfaction and the depression from laughter.
Running away, without knowing what your after.
A stack of love which rises from within.
A turn towards emotions and its lost with sin.
Vortex of terror blinded by fate.
Loosing time, its always too late.
Brushing and washing the memories with tear.
Everyday the end seems near.
Blessed are those who don't think and ponder.
Cursed are those who experiment and wander.
All phases designed like a tower,
Ever paralyzed in the existence of life.
Creating unwanted intelligence from our random mind.
The rest exist, but intellect is blind.
Two phases which boldly intersect.
Lost you'll be in the world of chaos.
Ever staring at why the world hates you.
Rise of satisfaction and the depression from laughter.
Running away, without knowing what your after.
A stack of love which rises from within.
A turn towards emotions and its lost with sin.
Vortex of terror blinded by fate.
Loosing time, its always too late.
Brushing and washing the memories with tear.
Everyday the end seems near.
Blessed are those who don't think and ponder.
Cursed are those who experiment and wander.
All phases designed like a tower,
Ever paralyzed in the existence of life.
Creating unwanted intelligence from our random mind.
The rest exist, but intellect is blind.
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