The violent voices echoes through our vein.
Restless and eager, it drives us insane.
Pleasured by sin, we forget right and wrong.
Punishment of guilt, though we remain strong.
When our identity fails to meet our design.
We only have to look back, and rewind.
Honesty and needs are left behind.
Dull and orthodox is the mind.
Wandering towards the path of wisdom,
Wishing for a better way to decipher freedom.
We remain the slaves of a known universe,
Wondering only for the way to livelihood.
Emotions reject our path to a better future.
No emotions, and there would be no path.
Is there purpose in finding a cause?
Is there meaning in finding our flaws?
Restless and eager, it drives us insane.
Pleasured by sin, we forget right and wrong.
Punishment of guilt, though we remain strong.
When our identity fails to meet our design.
We only have to look back, and rewind.
Honesty and needs are left behind.
Dull and orthodox is the mind.
Wandering towards the path of wisdom,
Wishing for a better way to decipher freedom.
We remain the slaves of a known universe,
Wondering only for the way to livelihood.
Emotions reject our path to a better future.
No emotions, and there would be no path.
Is there purpose in finding a cause?
Is there meaning in finding our flaws?
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