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Tides Of Man Empire Theory

Desolately awaiting nightfall, The cool dead feeling, to fall on my face, Patiently... And I'll forget this day, Did you forget me here, In this corridor

Sedate him, As I enter this former sanctuary, My bones don't feel like they felt when I knew they were in my own skin (When I was still a man) Give me

, It's not my love, Feed it to me, I don't belong here, You're not beautiful my dear, It's not my love, Sure, you will tell me, Pathetic little man, You

something To run through his neck And watch him Suffering Sputtering to his death But I remember my brother's blameless head What he said to the man

I stare at the sun never seen it from this angle Body strapped to a gun Gotten myself so entangled in this western scene I glance back at myself, in